By mid-morning the marine-layer lifts
and I remember
you wrote this in a parlor in Paris.

With eighty-eight keys of cascading colors,
you travel counter-clock across the Pacific

to this beach where I ask you to paint me
with impressionistic
blue green violet.

With lightest touch then tsunami,
you smooth me out with fluid palms
and smear the lines that once defined me.

In these sheets of textured music,
deep as your brown eyes,
I’m churned in something true and sparkling—

something present,
and nothing
but the sound of your soul
—or the sea.


Dedicated to my favorite French composer, Claude Debussy (22 August 1862 – 25 March 1918).

Writing and photography by: Katy Claire Funke

Featured image was created on the Brushstroke app.

19 thoughts on “Paint me, Debussy

  1. WOW, this is just stunning, and it really reminds me of the Romanticism movement in poetry. Just mind-blowing work, Katy. It’s passionate with sensual and beautiful verse, along with descriptions layered in profundity. It’s always a pleasure to read your work, if not an honor. You write so beautifully and evocatively, it’s stunning. Amazing work, yet again!

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