Contemplating Artist Poem by ronald meseck

An empty stool, a tripod easel - foot to toe
Artist scratching his head looking at a canvas
There a void as only shadows on it did show

Thereon a brushstroke that went astray
A wave of paint - in a dark shade of Grey
(Viewing it; what was there next to display?)
Will't be brow, cloud or wing of bird of prey

Sight an eye, burdened cumulus or feathers span
Hawks flight, lightnings bolt or a face of man
Next movement of hand - at thoughts command

(In its frame completed with paint dry)
Above all about - was an empty clear blue sky
Alone in solitude there's not a soul to pose
Features, creatures, detail yet to compose

With pallet firmly held - brush in fingers grasp
He sat meditating all awhile with lack of fact
(Would he decided to do a no brainier - an abstract)

The picture is a picture of a Contemplating Artist