A rainbow of serrated globes,
Friends to the water lilies,
Floats in a sculptured pool.
A surreal yellow glass Medusa
Woven through a white crescent trellis
Gleams in the midday sun.
Choirs of chrysanthemums
Sing with multicolored flora
Blown from molten soda, lime and sand.
Sheltered in a geodesic tropics
Orange herons stand on legs of glass
Amid living palms, bamboo and wild orchids.
Towering blue spires
Lift skyward out of the soil
While butterflies dance
In the misty veil of a waterfall.
Nature and the shimmering world within
Happily converge in the florid vision
Of an effervescent man with a patched eye -
A man called Chihuly.
Robert, this is so wonderful. You keep just on the right side of Romanticism in this piece using such a beautiful language. This cries out for chamber accompaniment. It sings,
Oh YES, Chihuly! - a perfect tribute and more, Robert. A beauty many times over! You bring out the color and magic of his work with mere words - incredible. Esther: ]
I really feel as if I am with you seeing this Robert - I can even feel the damp and the splashes on my clothes - you could hang this picture in the Louvre.
wonderful poem, - i have always found something magical about the 'misty veil' of the waterfall, as if another world could lie behind its curtain
A mesmerising, captivating vision recreated so convincingly. There's sublime music in your words Robert. I can only gape - like the very modest Metamorphhh. A belated happy birthday! !
Set this to music to bring it to the state of perfection! Or maybe not, because it is pretty near perfect as is! Perfectly clear as glass!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem shines in it own light. It paints a silent picture of great beauty. Kindest regards, Sandra