The blue boat,
white ships,
dissolve,
wash
into pastel houses,
sea foam,
evaporation.
The light passes through
the pigment,
reflects from the paper,
and passes
a second time through,
luminous, see
transparency.
From the windowsill,
a reeves box,
a splashing of color,
a loved one
in nature's hue,
drying her hair,
sight-seeing,
undressed rehearsal.
The painter,
walking his pathos home,
reaches for china white,
sprinkling his soul,
religiously
translucent,
murky sea,
christendom.
Waiting for his muse
to disrobe,
move into a pose,
make her body
an overwhelming
curiosity,
in a sea of watercolor,
naturally!
Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 12:46 PM UTC
The blue boat,
white ships,
dissolve,
wash
into pastel houses,
sea foam,
evaporation.
The light passes through
the pigment,
reflects from the paper,
and passes
a second time through,
luminous, see
transparency.
From the windowsill,
a reeves box,
a splashing of color,
a loved one
in nature's hue,
drying her hair,
sight-seeing,
undressed rehearsal.
The painter,
walking his pathos home,
reaches for china white,
sprinkling his soul,
religiously
translucent,
murky sea,
christendom.
Waiting for his muse
to disrobe,
move into a pose,
make her body
an overwhelming
curiosity,
in a sea of watercolor,
naturally!
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