spring's softer side

Spring wobbled in brand new heels
And took the stairs gleefully,
Dropping petals that
Floated softly away.

Summer sat at the end of the table
Picking flowers from a vase.
Pulling petal from stem, entwined,
Moon blushed smile.

Fragrant ribbons unrolled across the floor
As Autumn’s velvet skirts swayed, she
Poured wine in upturned glasses
Intoxicating their dreams

Sated eyes watched the doors
Lips silently repeated the clock’s ring
The slow waltz of regret and wondering played,
Waiting for Winter to accept the invitation.
 

I'm linking these new spring skies I saw this week to Skywatch Friday.

Mysterious, invasive. . .deeply rooted.

Today's ABC Wednesday letter is 'w'-- I captured these budding water lily pads last week at a small local lake. Though representational, my photo's colors reminded me of Claude Monet's water lilies series that he planted and painted at Giverney for over two decades.

I've included just four of this series showing how his eyesight and style changed from 1903-1926. 1897-99
Galleria Nazionale d'Arte Moderna - Rome

1906 The Art Institute of Chicago

1916-19
Musée Marmottan-Monet - Paris

1920-26
Musée de l'Orangerie - Paris

FYI, white water lilies are the national flower of Bangladesh.

and he said:

It took me time to understand my waterlilies. I had planted them for the pleasure of it; I grew them without ever thinking of painting them.

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