Visual temptress lures my glance 
Inviting me to join the dance 
When all at once I 'come aware 
Of colours floating in the air 
Ambiguous eyes watch warily 
From woodland mist through which I see. 

Bewitching images detain 
Shadows wax and then they wane 
First they're there and then they're gone 
The vaporous colours say I'm wrong 
I seek a figure to pervade 
But ambietic thoughts persuade 

What is it then, that piques my gaze 
As my mind wanders through the haze? 
I hear a sound within the blur 
Of tinkling laughter - quite absurd 
To hear a painting laugh at me 
And cause a haunting parody.