As I opened the screen
To read the poem,
A wondrous site came to my eyes.
A painting of such wonder
That I gasped out loud.
It was just a house,
A tudor house in a street,
But the art that stood before me
Took me there.
I was there,
Back in time,
Transported there by paint,
Paint on canvas.
The door to the house was open,
So in I stepped,
And wrote these words.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 7th, 2018 02:38
- Comment from author about the poem: This is dedicated to Michael Edwards, when I opened his poem 'Emotions Imprints' and saw the painting I literally gasped, I wrote these words before I read the poem. Thank you Michael.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 32
- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments8
A fabulous tribute to my humble paintwork and I am so touched - thank you so much Andy - and a fine poem to boot.
My pleasure Michael, thnak you.
A fine write Gold. But now it's all doom and gloom. But why? Cos 'Greensleeves' fits a hymn tune. A cue for more singing from me! If that's not doom and gloom, what is?! heehee.
Anyone writing a poem about my singing? it'll be a very dark, horrific, terrifying poem, probably called 'Two Cats Fighting', lol
The challenge is on!
A great poem, Andy!
Now that I’ve seen
Michael’s painting that
inspired your poem, I
totally understand your
write and your choice
of music to enhance
the whole experience!
You’re both very
gifted and talented!
Bravissimi! 👏🏻👏🏻
~Laura~
Thank you so much Laura, you are most kind.
I had to "run" and look at the painting right away and it is truly something as Goldfinch said! You two are wonderful soulmates!
Thank you Lorna, we have interest in art forms.
Hello Goldfinch,
What an awesome poem!
Good stuff!
Keep writing
FineB
Thank you FineB. Nothing will stop me writing.
Thanks ANDY ~ The acoustic Guitar is my favourite instrument and the only one I ever really mastered. Sometimes life surprises us ! I was staying a Spooky house in Savannah while the Residents (Missionaries) were in Haiti ! The had left a number for us to ring as they had promised lunch to any Residents ! When we arrive at the house ~ about 20 minutes by car it was very impressive (one whole dividing wall was a Fish Tank ! After a lavish evening meal our host ~ who looked just like Henry VIII ~ announced he would sing to us with his LUTE ! Apparently he was a well known musician in Savannah commanding a fee of $500 + for Weddings & parties etc. He had a very Elizabethan Sound (I have heard Julian Bream @ Snape Maltings !) One of the Songs he sang was Greensleeves ~ Awesome. Thanks for the Memory ~ Yours BRIAN
Thank you for your comments Brian.
Wonderful write. Amazing how we can get inspired by another's creation. You certainly wrote an amazing piece here.
Thank you so much rr, you are very generous.
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