One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Portrait”.
A Portrait of someone special brings them to life through a painting. Living or deceased, their personality, smile, characteristics, and sheer essence are represented through color and brushstrokes. If you stare closely into their eyes, you will see their soul, feel their happiness, experience their sadness, know their pain, touch their heart and vice versa. It’s a magical connection through skillful artistry.
She was living on a wall
above a fireplace
in a strange house I had visited
A family house; part of an Estate
I walked past her, when our eyes locked
She was young
She was beautiful
She was mystifying
This Portrait of a stranger captivated me
I continued to stare
To stare deeply into her sparkling blue eyes
Eyes which held all of her secrets
– Was she smiling? Was she crying?
– Was she happy? Was she sad?
– Was she trying to tell me something?
I placed my hand upon hers
which she held below her chin
Her dark hair fell softly upon her shoulders
Her red lips anxious to speak
I felt electricity run through my body
She reached out to me
Reached out in a bizarre way
Yet I felt the connection –
She once lived in this house
Her Spirit echoed about…
and although youthful in the Portrait
and ageless in my mind,
She was as old as this stately abode
Then suddenly “he” crept up behind me;
A distant cousin I had recently met
He tapped my shoulder with his hand
and introduced me to her –
“This is your Great Grandmother”
…Our eyes locked once again –
Yet, this time, she smiled back at me
and I felt our hearts beat as one…
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Portraits are so intriguing and mystifying. You can feel a magical connection to the person behind the brushstrokes through skillful artistry. It’s a personal and emotional relationship like no other.
OCTOBER 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
I am a freelance / indie writer (fiction, poetry, blog), residing in Brooklyn, New York. I retired from a Supervisory/Admin position with a Federal Law Enforcement agency in NYC, a few years back. Presently, I am pursuing my passion for writing, and most of my writing has that New York edge.