“Though lovers be lost, love shall not;
and Death shall have no Dominion.”
Dylan Thomas
Monet at Giverny
9-12 /16
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the lady of the lake
holding out her hand
handing him an apple
l’offrande du coeur
a scarlet heart of flame
monochromatic this island
brown earth in a crimson lake
the world reborn in tulips
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especially
when the dying sun
molten fire spreading
its limpid light
sky brimming over into pond
trapped in low clouds
a slash of colour here
and there a tree
a fountain of gold
the sun an apple
blushing
on a setting branch
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silver-white the money plant
moonlight between fine-tuned fingers
its rattle of seeds
blunt the moon’s bite
raked from water
gaunt its gesture
matched ripples
face to face
with the moon
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upside down these clouds
bright in their winter boats
the night wind blows
clean dry bones
across the sky
rogermoorepoet 
I can clearly see everything there is…beautiful imagery..
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Thank you. It helped to have photos of the gardens in front of me when writing. This kept the poem visual. Knowledge and memories of the original paintings help the reader, and Monet is now so well known.
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Thanks for that “writing tip”…
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No problem: I have picked up quite a few ideas from other bloggers since I started to blog. Happy to share and good to see you on board.
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especially
when the dying sun
molten fire spreading
its limpid light
Beautiful expression…I can see the sun melting into the waters. Excellent work, Roger!
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Straight from Monet — in words — and the sun ‘melting into the waters’ — so glad you like it, Tanya. It’s one of my favorites. In fact the whole book is high on my favorites list. Next installment coming soon.
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Thank you, Meg. I have tried to interweave the paintings with allusions too Dylan Thomas’s verse, along with my own reactions and wordings. The result is what you see before you. I am so glad it appeals.
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Wonderful, wonderful imagery!
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