Love in the Art Museum

Abstract forms
On linen media,
Moving outside
The frames.

Escaping
The limits
That tried to
Contain them.    

Erupting
In a passion
Of violent
Spectrums;

Cascading colors
Flowing
To the floor
Below,

Collecting
In a pool
Of mixed
Emotions,

Gently cooling
Into the sleeping
Smoothness
Of black.


One Response to “Love in the Art Museum”

  1. As I mentione elsewhere, in the mid- to late-1980s I liked to hang out in an art museum for inspiration. This is another poem inspired by the some of the abstract art there. I remember that this particular painting looked like an explosion of various colors that someone took a broad brush and slashed large swaths of black paint over it so the color only sort of peeped through.

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