MY CLAUDE MONET...27NOVEMBER2013..
MY CLAUDE MONET
Pansies, tulips, impatiens
everywhere I see the
variegated flowers
of colours climbing
wild.
Weeping willows or
wisterias, jacarandas
of my liking, approach
the barrier and the
no limits of abundance,
perfectly seated garden.
Bamboos, lotuses and dahlias,
inspire the heart to sing - to
draw or to paint, my Claude
Monet creation. The gardener
and maestro of satisfaction.
Alley in the garden of Giverny,
stood the house of green and
yellow- surrounded by all the
living forest of fruits
and trees.
.
Thick ferns and irises, lush
bushes and all coloured roses
water lilies or lotuses, float
with me on the moment
of my bliss.
When my soul leaves my body,
I will ask Claude to fly me
TO this garden. And never will
I weep again, in this japanese
footbridge of my dreams.