Second Place: Poetry Her Last Dance {based on “Bay View Blue” painting} Anna Scheperle, Jamestown
The different shades of blue play with each other they flow across the canvas, making fictitious shapes my eyes graze over the scene I see a skull The skull is looking up towards the sky two thin brush strokes serve as arms the various patches of blue wrap around its body the blues look like a flourishing dress She is dancing deep inside, I know it’s her last The blues convey her feeling of desperation as she leaves this world behind the random paint splashes showcase her energy her past memories play out one more time through the vibrant yellows She is giving her dance everything she’s got left For she knows she will soon become a thing of the past
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