Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sea Oats Plein-Air

Sea oats stand at attention resisting brisk,
salty winds with their fancy footwork as
they create an alchemy of pleasure revealing
heaven in more than one place.

As if Monet whispered in their ears their
silky, golden tendrils, like fine sable brushes
watercolor the early morning sky with hues
of magenta, burnt sienna, and aquamarine.

These artisans of the sea awaken the yawning
sun as breezes form opalescent waves that foam
along the silver strand as their alfresco masterpiece
beckon to the waiting dawn.

gret ©

1 Comments:

At 3:26 PM, Blogger The Gate Keeper said...

You painted a poem. Wonderful!

 

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