~Paul Gauguin
dreaming in color-
hot red sun melts
into a tangerine rind
upon a cool blue lake
spanning forever, gazing
upon lush green woods
oh what seizes us
in our patterned dreams:
opening our eyes
to figure what it means:
what's true for us, gently
tugging us awake
living color- spilled blake
brilliance in blue winged words&
paul's plenaire strokes-- breathing
where dust was trapped; now
corners are free to roam, up
apricot walls, out basil green doors
meeting sage life-- making it
our own fertile delicacy,
nourished in the citrusy silence
inspired by paul gaughin and william blake
Kate Lamberg
6/20/12
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