Mona Lisa by:Brenda M. Weber
Behind kaleidoscopic eyes
there's no mystery there that lies
She's the one to see it all
from her position on a wall
We look for something in her smile
We stand to study her awhile
Her face of beauty that we seek
What would she say if she could speak
Is her beauty oh so rare?
Was Mona just a maiden fair?
Is she a mirror image of me?
Is that what I'm supposed to see?
Mona's portrait on the wall
A combination of us all
There's a touch of someone there
in the beauty of her hair
That hint of prism in her eyes
makes her appear to be so wise
The playful curvature of her lip
On her cheeks can dance a quip
She's a beauty this Mona Lisa
but so is the Leaning Tower of Pisa
What is the mystery there that lies?
Behind kaleidoscopic eyes...
I really liked this poem. It's a little different from the Starry Starry Night. Brenda M. Weber includes more observations of the painting then Anne Sexton did. But I enjoyed this poem a lot. It gives you something to reach out to. Something you can connect to, you know? And the choice of words is really beautiful and it rhymes which makes it even better. The flow, the sound of the words on your tongue kinda makes me think more about this poem and how it could effect me too. How it makes me look more differently at the painting. It makes me think who is this girl? This...Mona Lisa. How did she get involved? What is she hiding behind her smile? Mona Lisa, who are you?
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