Magnum Opus

Magnum Opus

A Poem by Angel Bird
"

Just an idea I got ...

"

 


   What did the artist have in mind
   when he painted all those humans
   in so many various colors?

 

   Did the painting look too colorless
   with all of them in the same tone?

 

   Giving them different shapes of eyes, 
   and dyeing each one's hair in very 
   other shades wasn't enough.

 

   Apparently the picture he desired
   to achieve was still bearing boredom 
   all along.

 

   Painting plants, colorful flowers,
   beautiful trees, and a broad variety 
   of animals around these, on two legs 
   walking creatures of his still wasn't 
   good to satisfy the eye of the 
   Master of Arts.

 

   He took a step back from the big 
   canvas, folded his arms and patiently
   analysed the outcome so far of his work.

 

   There was something lacking ...! He just 
   couldn't figure it out.

 

   This painting was to become his 
   Masterpiece which no one should ever
   be able to equalise.

 

   It had to be 'Perfection in its purest'.

 

   Yet - there was something quite not as 
   he felt it had to be.

 

   A lot of green there was as well as 
   brown, and much of blue for the sky and
   the seas ...


   After long reflection ...  

 

  "That's it!!! Now I know!!!" he suddenly
   exclaimed.

 

   "It's the color of the humans' skins
   which makes this incredibly sublime 
   creation seem bland!"

 

   All of these innumerable people yet
   appeared to be all alike.

 

   With renewed ardour he took up his brush 
   mixed colors together again and again,
   and finally many groups of humans emerged
   in different tones.

 

   Some only slightly dissimilar to others, 
   some groups very much unalike.

 

   Taking a step back again to judge his
   efforts from a distance when slowly a smile 
   creeped onto his face, and his eyes began
   to sparkle.

 

   "Yes - this is it!!! E-u-r-e-k-a!!!"

 

   This was 'The Tableau Vivant' he from the
   beginning intended to create - this was 
   his vision come true!

 

   It was 'Perfection in Creation'!

 

   With men not boring themselves to death
   in looking all the same.

 

   Now they could enjoy their differences,
   and value all they could learn from each other.

 

   Surely they appreciate not being like clones.

 

   He felt unbelievably happy!

 

   In his magnum opus everything developed as
   it was meant to be.

 

   Every contemplator will find it amazing,
   full of grace and greatness to watch
   so many different kinds of humans and 
   cultures interact blithely with one another.

 

   Yes it definitely was the different skin
   colors of men that made a chef d'oeuvre 
   of his supreme creation!

 

   Magna cum laude!

 

 

   How was the artist to know ...!?!


(copyrighted material)

 

 

© 2015 Angel Bird


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Well if the artist is a god he is supposed to be all-knowing! And if 'he' created us in his likeness then he should have been aware that his creation was flawed from the start... must have been blinded by ego like a lot of artists :)
I like your idea here. People really should be able to embrace each other's differences. It seems as if it is in human nature to be threatened by cultures and anything we don't fully understand. I for one am glad we are not clones. That certainly would be a bland palette and I'm sure even if we were clones we would still find something to fight over. NH

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Posted 2 Years Ago


Great idea of expressing your thoughts about the masterpieces of our Creator. The poem speaks it very well... Job well done. Keep Writing!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Angel Bird

2 Years Ago

Thank you very much.
this was excellent. We are all created differently, but that is the beauty of mankind. Wonderful piece!!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Bird

4 Years Ago

Thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment on my piece. Greatly appreciated.
You have a unique style of writing love the whole concept. Thanks for sharing:)
-Maria rose

Posted 5 Years Ago


THE THING ABOUT THIS IS IT SPEAKS WITHOUT BEING SPOKEN AND ENTOURAGES THE MIND WITH YET AGAIN THE IMAGE OF Y WE R SO BEAUTIFUL FORGETTING Race FOR A BRIEF PAUSE AND REALIZING WE R HUMANS AFTER ALL....THNX FOR SUBMITTING



**STAY STRONG, BEAUTIFUL.....

Posted 5 Years Ago


You spelled " analysed" which is actually "analyzed", "equalise" also misspelled as "equalize", " ardour " which is spelled "ardor", and anything else not sure how to fix. Other then this your writing was excellent. That was like a very creative story and person who loves art I must say that was incredible with descriptions and all of the perfect canvas in search of a feeling not yet sought until now for the artist now knows. Well done with your own writing art work and keep up the marvelous work.

Posted 8 Years Ago


There is beauty and resilience in variety.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely piece of writing

Dalebear

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Unique. Great write. I liked how different this piece was. (:

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Loved the concept. You have the soul of a poet but I respectfully suggest you come to terms with meter. Natural talents need nourishing.
Meter allows your words to flow like warm honey on hot cakes
This reads a little jerkily when read aloud

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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