Absent Artist

An interplay of vibrant colors on canvas
                                                           pulsates as a bright blur 
                                                                       of tinges and tints;

                              at an angle, it's a throbbing, intergalactic
                                                               slow-mo swirl, a mute 
                                                                       explosion of hues;

                                    at another, it's fluid light from a prism
                                                             in the depths of a micro-
                                                                        protoplasmic sea;



                  a glorious sunrise, a sad sunset, perhaps,
                  myriads of refracted throughts 
                  and feelings;

                  the mood and temper of the beholder,
                  the ultimate judge, hard-
                  headed and fickle:

                  does the absent artist make sense in what
                  was or wasn't painted,  
                  or does that matter?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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