The Blue Coat

Klee’s kids skin their knees
and cavort under
blue-sheeted shrouds.

Coin collecting: a puppet’s head hangs,
huge eyes empty, 
golden teeth teasing baskets.
Chateau, hallowed, creating 
shadows walking.
Wagons wheels float.
Backpacks flung in a frenzy.

Scleroderma, nothing could explain the
pain- plain and simple.
Through-and-through blues.
Indigo-deep blue.
Angels. In the year of his death,
Klee painted their arrival.

Poetry Finalist in The Ekphrastic Review Fifty Shades of Blue Contest, January 2022