One Day

by Sylvia   Apr 13, 2009


(Inspired by Wet Paint and Ready Again, by TJ Becker Arizona Eagle)

Distant memories hovering in the shadows,
as she takes the artist palette in trembling hand,
brush poised in the air,
slowly dabs it into the waiting paint.
Blue for the color of his eyes
golden yellow for his hair,
ruby red for his lips.

Can she capture the sparkle in those eyes,
the slight smile on parted lips, hair tousled by the wind,
the peau de soie, the skin of silk?

Working frantically, a face takes shape,
she touches the painted canvas,
is it genuine or an illusion?
With tenderness a finger traces the lines on the canvas,
the face comes to life and she knows he is real,
they loved before, deja vu

He was the raison d'etre, reason for being,
her joie de vivre, joy of living,
they will love again,
un jour, one day.

Copyright © 2009 Sylvia All Rights Reserved

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  • 15 years ago

    by Janice Herzog

    Dear Sylvia: This is so beautifully written, and comes right from your heart! Love, Janjan xoxo

  • 15 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Magnificent Write, Enjoyed!!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    Good work. i really like to read this

  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Sylvia, this is musing indeed.

    You have allowe the reader truely experience the wonder of your mind as you create a piece of art about a piece of art/ an image. Words are your colours to help create such a vivid imagery, imagery that your passion has breathed life into, making it a multi-dimential piece.

    Well done

    Michael

  • 15 years ago

    by anand singh

    Sylvia, you've done a beautiful job with this piece.The way you blend in the french word I think was sweet and add to it's overall beauty.
    Beautiful and well penned.
    An enjoyable read.
    Paul...

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