Abstract mystery lady, on the burgundy museum wall,
Eyes in deep shadows, in her green dress at the ball,
Sitting lost in thought, of what no one will ever know,
As the moonlight mingles with her hair at the window.
Abstract stylish lady, her face a vague blend of colors,
No longer with the crowd, now apart from the others,
In a room of wild, color swirls and vague bright lights,
Both lady and night inscrutable, backlit by moonlight.
Evelyn, both your poem and the painting are exquisite. I enlarged the painting to get an even better perspective. Wow to both! ! !
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Nice imagery in your beautiful poem+ the graphic make it very enjoyable DearBuehler.
I am so glad that you found the imagery and graphic pleasing. Thank you for letting me know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Appreciated the portrayal of the lady character in your poem. Beautifully expressed!
Thank you so much for your expressions of appreciation.