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a lyric mirror 48©
whose brushstrokes paint the skies
indigo, orange, red,
and rembrandt silhouettes?
kandinsky knew no inks
so robustly in sync
nor monet such vignettes
as when soft blood is bled
and only sorrow dies.
© Copyright 2023 July 01
by Clyve A. Bowen
whose brushstrokes paint the skies
indigo, orange, red,
and rembrandt silhouettes?
kandinsky knew no inks
so robustly in sync
nor monet such vignettes
as when soft blood is bled
and only sorrow dies.
© Copyright 2023 July 01
by Clyve A. Bowen
Published 2nd Jul 2023
| Edited 4th Jul 2023
Author's Note
A lyric mirror 48 is an original genre concept by Clyve Bowen, in which a mirrored octet contains six syllables in each of its eight lyric lines, totalling 48 syllables.
NB I completed this poem in 5 minutes
NB I completed this poem in 5 minutes
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4th Jul 2023 4:03am
It is perfect and breathtaking, at times. Most unfortunate, when one is distractingly driving on the freeway due to natures insistence of being beautifully petulant for attention with such artistry -_-
4th Jul 2023 5:28pm
Ha ha! You have put a naughty spin on nature being at times moody for attention!
But nature leaves the would-be viewer to sulk when he or she is unable to access and revel in its delight.
In Jamaica, everyone talks about the Negril sunsets, which are among the most enthralling anywhere in the world. Because Negril is in the westerly-most end of the island, one gets to sip every bit of the sun as it splashes into the wet horizon before being completely digested by the sea.
Thanks for stopping by and stirring this lovely conversation, Jenny.
Best regards
cab
But nature leaves the would-be viewer to sulk when he or she is unable to access and revel in its delight.
In Jamaica, everyone talks about the Negril sunsets, which are among the most enthralling anywhere in the world. Because Negril is in the westerly-most end of the island, one gets to sip every bit of the sun as it splashes into the wet horizon before being completely digested by the sea.
Thanks for stopping by and stirring this lovely conversation, Jenny.
Best regards
cab
5th Jul 2023 5:02am
Your description sounds unfathomably beautiful. And you are correct, it truly depends on the viewers mood :)
