Art Gallery
Walking through the art gallery
Pausing to surreptitiously brush my fingers
Across the statues
Breathing in the voluptuous
Figures of the paintings
Like beauties on the beach
All seemingly made flesh
Real – yet not real at the same time
Cold, unforgiving marble Muses
Look down upon their admirers
Like expensive hard hearted escorts
Snubbing the lesser well-off patrons.
While the voluminous warm figures
Of the Bathing Belles glance invitingly
Out from the canvasses with
Promises of kindness and genial company.
© Kate McClelland 2015
Picture from Pixabay
Kate McClelland 
Lovely, Kate.
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Thank you very much Cynthia, really appreciate that
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I always have the distinct feeling of less-well off patron feeling I don’t belong around such beauty and wealth! Yet I still touch the marble….
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Hahahaha me too!
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Lol
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This resonated with me. I always try to touch statues, especially the marble ones.
We have probably both enjoyed this, perhaps even in the same galleries.
“surreptitiously brush my fingers
Across the statues”
Nice work, Kate.
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Aww what a lovely comment. Thanks very much Pete :0)
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Loved this Kate! It’s interesting to hear what the art we visit and admire would have to say from the other side, ❤
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Thanks Debs! Indeed! It would probably say ‘keep your hands off the marbles you philistine!!’ LOL :0)
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Kate, I’ll never look at a marble statue in the same way again. You have breathed life into them… 💚
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Tina, you do wonders for my ego! Thanks so much for that lovely comment.
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