Day 131 Prompt: Art
as much
as I am moved
by art in slow, long forms
sinking deep
into an hour
of Mozart’s Requiem
or losing track of time
gazing long in wonder
at a Gauguin painting
I have come
to appreciate
small
fast
art
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)
an insurance company’s
four short notes
that compel us all
to answer
bum ba dum
bum bum bum bum
two yellow humps
that signify fries
to every toddler
and a pee-glazed playground
to every mother
tiny works
huge impression
Beth Nyland 
I love this! Working with children for the majority of my life and teaching them and their parents and careproviders and other early educators the importance of art and music in a child’s world–your poem really spoke to me. I came to visit your blog after you visited mine and have wondered for two days now, how much I’ve missed this form of voyeurism. Lol. I am really excited to delve into your writing and get to know you more. You and I have many things in common. I want to thank you for bringing me here to remind me of that. I am following yours as well now!
–Christina
I am positively giddy to have you here. Someday I will tell you how much I idolized you when we were younger. Okay, I just did. I have long been your admirer from a safe distance, and now I feel privileged to be reading your heart through your blog and Facebook posts. It’s good to be sisters!
b
I stumbled on this today. I am certain I read it when it was originally posted. But by stumbling into it, I have given it a new attention, like seeing the grass at ground level. I like what this is.
Why thank you for returning to the work, dear sister. And thank you for bringing me back to it as well. Just today I was musing about revisiting the 366 poems of last year and mapping a plan for delivering them to more readers. Perhaps this will be a good place to begin …