She lay* close to my/
view. I finally understood/
what Picasso saw.
OR
*slept
Posts Tagged ‘Picasso’
Picasso’s View, Waking: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
February 8, 2015For My Eyes Only (I Hope): Romantic Blogging Iambic Poem
January 19, 2015She sent me
A selfie.
I gasped,
struggling hard to grasp
the beauty
of the vision laid before me.
Skin gold with Rembrandt’s light.
Mona Lisa’s smile sly with delight.
Flowing Botticelli Venus tangled hair.
Picasso’s Laughing Eyes sparkling stare.
Colors, shapes, forms and hues
Glowing, curving, warm, subdued.
A creative, introspective self-portrait.
(Nobody would expect that I’d see that.)
From the mature topic picture I was sent,
T’was not to the profane, but the artistic my mind went.
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