Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other
people see nothing~Camille Pissarro~
Begin it serenely, artist relating insights
brushstroke our love on canvas for all to
experience our blessed union of souls
given the feeling of completeness
Love no longer to be an elusive rainbow
needing rain's afterglow to arch renewal
Rather the essence of a color explosion
in an absorbing public display for love
posing in it's purity with the passing of
time only to increase duality of value
Vision the artist palettes for soul mates
engaging the heart in the colors of love's
hues begetting for You as well deserved
in a collection of passionate masterpieces
(c) Palettes for Soul Mates
18October2011
Vivian L. Dawson
Indeed, most have said it all. But it does take a person who is awake to life to see life in every detail outside the commerce but just in natures full bounty.
Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on October 20, 2011
It's a great concept, using the metaphor of a picture being painted to represent a love affair gathering intensity. As usual a unique approach to painting your word picture.
'Love no longer to be an elusive rainbow needind rain's afterglow to arch renewal'....' engaging the heart in the colors of love's'...------------ I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Personal and intimate, Vivian,
but with a universal dimension, too.
i like the sense of permanence
once the work is complete, the wholeness
amd roundness.
Vivian,
I was deeply moved by your poem of Palettes for Soul Mates." Oh, the many colors of love, to be woven into one another like a fine tapestry laid upon a smooth, elegant floor of marble. The poem you have written can also apply to the special love that exists between good friends, male or female. Flawless diamond of a poem.
Love of two souls is truly an art of hearts connected...your poem sings to me..love it~
Christine
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 19, 2011
Ah, Vivian, to lay love's colors onto a palette and be able to paint love into the soul of someone would be, of course, the ultimate. The possibilities are endless. By the time the artist was through there would be no more wars because everyone would love everyone else. Grand idea, although I understand you meant the poem to be more of a intimate, personal one. Still . . .
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Blessings,
Christine
Regis
but with a universal dimension, too.
i like the sense of permanence
once the work is complete, the wholeness
amd roundness.
John
fee
somewhere over the rainbow.
Keep it up Viv,
you know how to liv
I was deeply moved by your poem of Palettes for Soul Mates." Oh, the many colors of love, to be woven into one another like a fine tapestry laid upon a smooth, elegant floor of marble. The poem you have written can also apply to the special love that exists between good friends, male or female. Flawless diamond of a poem.
Joy L. Hale
Christine