poem written based upon one of my favorite paintings titled "The Creative Mind"
(currently on display at the Fort Worth Museum of Art)
poem submitted to "September Challenge: Tritina Poetry Contest, Andrea Dietrich sponsor, 9/9/2026.
Swirls rise and fold through the field of color, outlines drifting at the edges, searching for shape~ each one carrying the quiet pulse of an idea. Figures brighten, blur, then pass into another idea, their borders dissolving inside currents of color that refuse to settle into any single shape. Nothing here is finished; everything leans toward shape, toward the next flicker that might become an idea, toward the widening spiral of ungoverned color. ENVOI In the creator’s mind, color keeps opening, shape keeps shifting, idea keeps arriving.
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