To Paint Like Michelangelo

He was but a poor poet,

his heart full of longing,

muses often played with his heart strings

and emotions swirled through his mind.


He wrote poem after poem,

sometimes satisfied, sometimes not.

He heard in his mind –

the beautiful songs that his muses sang.


But often he felt something missing

and then he would say –

I want to paint like Michelangelo,

to make a canvas come alive.


It was a dear friend,

who took him to see,

some of Michelangelo’s paintings

and the poet stood and admired.


He sighed and said once more,

I want to paint like Michelangelo,

to create with colors –

to make them flow.


His friend smiled and he said –

Dear poet what is it that you see?

The poet thought but a moment

and great wonders he did see.


While his muses whispered in his ears,

he told his friend the secrets of the years,

how the scene in the painting –

showed the wisdom of the ages.


He told him about the brilliant colors,

that were depicted there,

about the  master who had created this work

and how much he admired Michelangelo.


When he was done,

he had written a poem,

that made the soul fill with the emotion –

because had created in words, what the painter had created on canvas.


His friend nodded and smiled,

at the wonder in the poet’s eyes.

You see you have painted like Michelangelo –

except you painted with words using no palette.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

6 thoughts on “To Paint Like Michelangelo

  • July 26, 2017 at 5:21 PM

    Dreamers dream about painting in words what Michelangelo created in colors of various mediums. A poet would have to bend his soul, his mind, his body to stretch forth verses as magical as were the artists brush strokes. Yet I envision a master of words, eyeing his work with wonder, then closing his eyes to dream awhile before his first word appeared before him. Then the master poet looked at the Sistine chapel again and again, with great strain from his brain, his verses poured forth and he could feel the presence of Michelangelo and see a a grin appear in the shadows of the chapel. Beautifully expressed dear Rasma, this work jumps from the page, bravo, Kudos.

  • July 26, 2017 at 9:58 PM

    And so we are inspired but art of any kind, all of which we can translate into words, just as the poet here. A lovely verse exemplifying our need for inspiration, which can be found is so many things, the mere miracle of life a platform. Nicely penned and very much enjoyed Rasma. great work.

  • July 26, 2017 at 10:42 PM

    Great artists of the past have left their inspirational mark on today’s poets. May we also leave such glorious legacies. You have written a beautiful poem about painting with words, Rasma. Michelangelo was a great artist, both with the palette and with words. He wrote several sonnets. Well done, Rasma.


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