The Wardrobe
By: Fee
The vistas may change but never the frame
Day to day visions remain not the same
Skies may redress in a rich wardrobe of hues
That make headline pages of such daring views
Moving from star sparkled black velvet
To white sailed clouds on satin blue
Like canvass sails on the vast ocean
Display a bon a fide masterpiece true
Depressed grays to match feelings
Angry storm clouds thunderous flair
Lighting flames flow daring dramatic
The God’s wrath they openly share
The kissed soft whispers of white silk
As the snow drapes down from above
To clothe the blues in a warm nightgown
For the sky and earth to make love
Artists, poets and dreamers as well
Through history struggle to fulfill
The artistic goal to capture its essence
Some came close but none ever will
The truth is no one can capture
What the God’s freely give
The beauty of the skies above
Beneath which we graciously live…
I LOVE this poem and what a solid meaningful tribute!
YOur imagery is bright and shining Sweet Fee!
I really enjoyed and this is a Keeper also!
Warmest of Blessings and Love and Peace, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
WRITE ON!!! Through it all...
& I agree with William, you have painted a lovley vision
Much Love & Inspirations
Embraced~Embrassé
Vickie
Edwin
what am artist composes with his brush
Peace be with you
William
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Sheila
Be always safe,
Karen
Beautiful verses and also picture. The imagery is magical, one of your best!
Hugggs an blessings,
~Linda
peace and love, Carole~
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose
Ted
Absolutely beautiful! You've have painted the sky as no one could. I love the metaphors.
Mary
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
A conversational type of poem, like a painter talking to himself about the things he will put on the canvas afterwards.
Georg