This poem was written as a response to David Scriven Crowley’s painting titled Andrew with Faith and Reason displayed at the Emery Art Center. Check out more of his wonderful work at http://www.davidscrivencrowley.com/#!
Two stallions, raise torn hooves into sky, muddy ochre and onyx
The avoidance of dirt
Where are your shoes?
Soft lilac soil sinks below
Lavender, peach pulp clouds crowd above, Zeus is watching
And he is angry, face flushed an ungodly red, bursted blood vessels
An unfamiliar portrait of a hero, at least you appear to be
Lit by yellow hues, a familiar flesh tone to I and to you
Holding two roped reigns, for what purpose?
Where do you look to with such fear, teeming from pupils
Is it the Gods you fear?
Muscles all strain and writhe, casting shadows which overlap
Mauve, plum, muted rose and mulberry, unruly manes
Looming landscapes stretch themselves along the campus, and two arms length
Two stallions, who bear the names Faith and Reason
I later learn you bear the name Andrew