Another throwback to my college poetry class. The assignment was to write a poem based around a piece of art. I chose Picasso’s Lovers.
If all the people of the world
Were like Picasso’s Lovers
Then perhaps we all could know
Such passion in another.
Perhaps all eyes would be resigned
To gaze sweetly forever.
Perhaps all fingers would caress
With touches always gentle.
But all “Perhaps-es” in the world
Will never once compare
With the happy couple frozen
In thick paint and careful color:
Her green cloth and his red coat
Will never dim or fade,
Unlike the passion I have known
And sadly kissed goodbye.
For they can stay forever,
Ignorant of changing toil
While I, alone, can only moan
For just an ounce of what they show.
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2020
