Monday, April 21, 2008

Narrative Piece [V. 2]

Link to the painting being described.

light sweeps across the hills
in a soft glow of slow burn heat
nature in full swing with
ember reds
powdered ash whites
golden flametip edges
warm coal black

and there is perfect stillness
bare branches and brackish water
caught in symbiotic static and stasis

the clouds billow up from the mountainous cavern
pushing into the sky, unafraid
pressing into the cool wet air
against the gentle suppression of empty ether
like air within museum walls

silent bedrock moves at glacial pace
gargantuan and ominous, greater than Gods
blending into distance

the birds are the observers
watchful and reserved
of the meaningless motion of man
amid the frenzied flourishing of fauna

he stands at right angles with the world
with white washed walls and
wide open windows
calculated and cold

then a quiet flicker of flesh and feathers
and the clouds suddenly feel different

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