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he saved for her
the sunset
he’d been painting (all his life)
as crimson bled
to orange
purple green
a lover’s rite
reflections of the day
he found her standing
near the shore
held her (without speaking)
brushed a dress
of finest oil
silken sable
tipped with gold
steady made her curls
she came to him each night
as was created
other worlds beneath the canvas
(was there life
beyond this one)
he heard the shutters heave
the rafters roar
calmed again the artist’s storm
he found the solace (her)
meadow green
with silver shoes
and palest pink (her stutter)
took his breath
and held him close
in pools of cocoa bean
he knew her
every (blush of) imperfection
had painted her in places
always new
this world of his
how far away
twilight had confessed
to midnight hue
where sunset fell
in shadows (she is waiting)
sapphire blue
. . .
Bobbie – I am still breathless from this one….truly! It is beautiful beyond words I can express coherently… you tell a story that is mystical and timeless, pure and rich in spirit and form… in art and in Love. I will be revisiting this one time and time again…. it is probably my all-time favorite… thank you beautiful soul! x RL
Thank you, Robyn. In posting this, I am reminded of the existential wonder of this moment – of colors none have known before (or will know again), of an understanding that goes beyond words, beyond a place remembered by paint. Thank you, my dear sweet friend. Always, your words lift me up and I am blessed by the view. ~ Ever my love to you, sweet beautiful soul. ~ Bobbie
stunning, the words took my breath away..
Thank you, my precious Nessa. If my words have such might, let them set your heart to soar….. 🙂 Thank you. ~ Always love, Bobbie
one can close their eyes and feel the strokes of the brush upon the skin…
simply-breath-taking beautiful Bobbie….
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always me
Thank you, Maryrose……. Your heart is the same as mine. ~ Love, Bobbie
So elegantly rich and soul stirring. Beautifully deep! Enjoyed reading this, you certainly do have a way with words! Thank you for the visit and follow to my blog.
Thank you, Elizabeth. Your sweet words are much appreciated. ~ Love, Bobbie
I’ve been loving your blog, your poems are so touching, never fail to melt me. I was also wondering…are the all photos your works? I love the photos too… M
Thank you. Yes, and no. I’m a collector of things that move me. Quotes, books, images – all are moments frozen in time. I have probably 15 cds filled with images (and twice as many more on 3.5 disk) that I’ve gathered over time. Some are mine, others passed to me by friends, and others I’ve collected here and there at various places on the web.
I save whatever I love (as I should), and then when I write – I go see what I have that speaks in the same language as my words (if that makes sense). I never start with the image, although I’ve been known to weave story from an image and later write about it.
Some would say it works; I say it’s fitting the sometimes jagged edges of two pieces into one. Thank you (and yes, I realize that was way more explanation than you needed)! 🙂 Much love always, Bobbie
I see, thanks for sharing that information, and you definitely have great collections…I didn’t meant to be nosy… just wanted to appreciate your works, that’s all… ; ) Again, love you works…M
Dearest M ~ I didn’t see it as nosy at all. Thank you for the compliment of your kindness. ~ Love, Bobbie
Simply awesome!
Always, Wendell, you know my heart. Thank you so much, my friend. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
love it 🙂
Thank you, my dearest Vimal….. My day is always made sweeter by your presence. Truly (I know you know) ~ Love, Bobbie