A Guiding Hand
Her hand is upon mine with power no other hand can evoke
As she instils a sense of smoothness which I acquaint
With the kind of genius existing in a master brushstroke
From an artist who is empowered to rule with paint.
The feel of her gentle touch is pulsating through each vein
As creative strands are emerging inside my brain.
Her hand endows me with the skill to form the trunk of a tree
With diverse strokes of brown color which blend in harmony.
As I mix blue and yellow to form the color green,
Her hand is leading mine back to the canvas as a guide.
The sight of leaves sprouting up is beauty most serene
Complimented by a set of branches which spread out wide.
With Beauty’s touch endowing me with skill I apply
Upon diverse parts of a canvas, I begin to paint the sky.
From out of a cloudless blue, the sun has now emerged
Upon a masterpiece where strands of Beauty have converged.
Jason Constantine Ford is from Perth in Australia. He works as an employee at a book shop. He has over sixty publications of poetry and fiction in various poetry and literary magazines, ezines and journals from around the world such as the Criterion: an International Journal in English, the Muse: an International Journal of Poetry, Bewildering Stories, the Fowl Feathered Review and Poetry Magazine. The major influences on his style of poetry are William Blake, Edgar Alan Poe and Gerard Manley Hopkins. Jason’s main influences for short stories are Edgar Alan Poe and Phillip K. Dick. For correspondence, contact Jason at jasonconstantinford@gmail.com .
