Look not at the beauty of my face;
it is as God and parents created.
Look beyond the symmetry, geometry
of my Picasso composition;
see into me, past this blue period;
see into the cerulean of my eye,
into the light within.
See me as Blake,
a radiant being;
see me as Frost,
a divergent wood,
see me as golden as Van Gogh’s hay.
poem 2015 copyright by Katie Pifer, available at http://www.witchpetals.wordpress.com
Original art : Blue Nude 1902 by Pablo Picasso