insular
the afternoon’s declining light softens
glistening hues on the canvass lose luster
pale light infuses with the passion of paints
Wagnerian drama yields to a Strauss waltz
shadows toy with imagination concealed
moments before in the blaze of sunlit day
the rush of crimson hogs hair transforms into
the silky touches of sable mops escorting pastels
insular imagination is a secular canvass
ebony and ivory the breadth of its strokes
painted only before the glory of falling light
in the dusk as fear arrives, dabble into options
when the palette drips with every shadowed hue
the insular brush resolves to appreciate the passion
of romance plotted with the excitement of new
sharing canvasses of opportunities in soft light
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I Love This John
Love & Blessings
Vickie
about you or your pen. I love every line, particularly
"the palette drips with every shadowed hue." -gene.
for the warm fuzzy feeling that I got!!!
Lady Vivian
an entire softening of tone and mood, and throughout the poem
(for which i take no credit whatsoever! and to me you are
never in any way 'lesser') i love the blend of music
and painting images...art is art, regardless of medium
this is fine indeed, My Friend
john
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