There it sits before me,
A visual image of delight.
The whites, yellows and browns
Intermixing into a visual paradise
That pulls me into it.
The more I progress
The more I see,
The more I see in my mind.
I become lost from my world
Becoming found in the artists world.
I look, I see, I feel,
Feel what?
Feel emotion
As the picture pulls me,
Pulls me into the ether
And takes me towards infinity.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As many of you know I like Michael Edwards' art work and his abstracts really speak to me. A few days a a package arrived and it was one of Michael's abstracts that he has given to me. This overwhelmed me I am so very grateful to him. Thank you so very much Michael, as I said in my letter I am getting it framed and have the ideal spot to hang it in our house. The poem is for Michael and the artwork is the one he sent to me.
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Comments4
A fine write and pic Gold. One thing that comes to my mind with the pic is a bumble bee or wasp on a yellow flower.
You making early preparations for 1066 reunion?!
Thank you Orchi, I can read many things into that artwork.
Yes I am sharpening my sward (sic) and polishing my shied (sic).
I am so pleased it arrived okay and that you have the right spot for it - my pleasure Andy. There is nothing greater than to know that one of my works is appreciated. And thank you for the great verse - and also for the video of one of my favourite composers of all time - Divenire is one of my favourites of his and which I heard him play in concert in this country - it was bliss.
My absolute pleasure Michael.
I can picture you sat staring at scrambled egg with a dash of worcestershire sauce blissfully lost whilst your meal goes cold.
Alternatively mesmerised by the swirl of a chocolate swirl ice cream sundae as it melts. Quick, get the camera!
Thank you so much da, you understand.
Maybe because I'm hungry I see custard and cake, different strokes for different folks. Great to read your poems again. MaggieF
Hello Maggie, it is good to hear from you again. Thank you for your kind comments.
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