Another Midnight
Winter Glistening
With Starry Fountains
The Clouds Drift
Like Graceful Ballerinas
Exotic, White, And Pure As Snow,
The Sky Is Exquisite
Like A Van Gogh Painting I Painted
When The Summer
Honeysuckles Were Young
My Teacher Who Was Really Into Art
And Impressionism
Especially Matisse And Van Gogh,
Said Keep Painting,
While A Young Lady
Wept Like A Summer Fountain,
Those Tears Have Long Faded,
While She May Be A Fine Wine Waterfall,
In Midnight Reverie,
It Seems I've Been Painting Forever
In Words, Evening Rain,
Rhymes And Sighs,
Longing For Some Sweet Love,
And A Cool Sultry Dove,
To Soothe And Rhyme With Everything,
The VineYard Stars,
The Luminous Rose Moon,
And
Even The Midnights
Candles And Clouds
Reynaldo Casison
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Author:
Reynaldo Casison (
Offline) - Published: January 13th, 2025 00:33
- Category: Love
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Comments3
This is excellent & worthy of so much more attention .. I congratulate you sir . and can only hope that having left a clear trail here, many others shall now follow in the wake I left behind for them to find .. Write on .. Neville
Thanks Neville Appreciate Your Support And Work As Well
Another beautiful piece full of wonderful imagery, really enjoyed it
A symphony of images and language! The rising and falling as well as the undulating makes for excellent reading. 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
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