Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

lilac moons from a master

As Infinitesimal leaves
plucked by a great seer
it started,

half-light birthed
and a lilac moon erupted,
from a crown of pine

all this,
concealing
a master at work

I observed,
invisible hands
slowly smear the canvas,
Water Lilies now splash
in my pastel sky,
astonished

existing for eons,
since waters lapped
at Uluru,
since hanging rock
was submerged
never knowing a glory
of impression,
wedges of oceans had
separated

now,
lifetimes later,
Monet
paints the sky
in my awe

as bat wings spread
moving life,
through nights grandeur

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 

Comments

A reflection of Monet to remind you of the same sky that watched over the two great Islands that joined to make your Country and putting Uluru in the middle, a great write as usual.
Take care out there, Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Very glad to know you enjoyed this one
It's one of my favourites the lilac moon
was in our night sky so very real and
Beautiful I hope I did it justice

Love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

author comment

beautiful poem gr8 imagery much enjoyed thanks

Glad you enjoyed the read

Regards Jayne-Chloe

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

author comment

but Monet? Give me a break!
Monet's use of light doesn't fit Australian light except perhaps ... well I can't think where, none of Australian light or landscape bears any resemblance to Monet's vision.

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

I wrote this after witnessing a spectacular sunset ... It is what it is don't read it if it offends, I wrote it how I saw it ..its called poetic licence

Cheers JC

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

author comment

I wasn't offended, just critiquing.

You saw a Monet sunset in Australia? then I'm just jealous [grins]

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

Smile I saw what I saw the colours were magnificent ... Anyhow its just a silly poem not finished maybe Monet can be substituted for a Aussie artist ... It's a good point I can see what you meen ... I'm open to suggestions

Cheers JC

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

author comment

I googled images "Australian artists sunsets" and found no fit.

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

No problem at all ...

Cheers JC

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

author comment
(c) Neopoet.com. No copyright is claimed by Neopoet to original member content.