Once Upon a Canvas

Once Upon a Canvas
By Carol Glitschka 12/05

Once upon a canvas
I placed my painter’s brush
Gone the pristine surface
I wasn’t in a rush.

I painted in the sky
An Azure bluish hue
And clouds in puffs of white
And that’s when I just knew

There must be a mountain
It’s head against that sky
Snow piled here and there
A view to please the eye

Trees in varied green hues
Cover foothills below
Where soothing snowmelt rills
By towering pines flow

A veil of mist rises
From the warm forest floor
And gazing overhead
I see the Eagle soar

The scene is in my mind
With paint it comes to life
I mix the colors well
Apply them with my knife

For an invitation
I paint a path to walk
Lined with grass and flowers
A place to stop and talk

The painting is complete
Poetry of my soul
To view it brings me peace
This was my painter’s goal.