Photo: Victoria Slotto
The Artisan Paints Dawn
Ensconced upon my chair,
blanket-cocooned from cold,
I wait for Artist to appear.
In the East, first ray of light
peaks over hills,
dabs brushes heavy with pastel hues
upon my water-washed world.
Gold blurs into rose, blurs
into violet, periwinkle, blue
as night blurs into day
and I to wakefulness.
Then, in the distance,
a flash of white
flares ‘cross the lightening sky
and egret alights upon the bank
in prayerful waiting pose.
And I, to life, arise.
Oh, I hope you take a few minutes to visit dVerse Meeting the Bar where Bjorn treats us to an artistic prompt on Impressionism, a school of art that arose in the late 1800’s and endures to this day. He shares the best, most succinct explanation of the art form that I remember, and I used to be a museum docent.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 