In Monet's Dreams
In Monet's dreams the lilies float
in blues and greens and white
and all that's fathomless is still
perfection replicated.
Just so he sees the curving bridge
its double in the water.
By day his vision's blurred like tears
or cobwebs in a veil
thus brushes, canvas, pigments, knife
his palette, in the jar
the blues and greens and white
again again the lilies float
and in a moment, so!
the genius stroke
he has them oh!
perfection replicated.
Hounoux, 21st June 2018, for Gill Masters of course!
