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Impressionistic

While out walking, my surroundings
Seemed a bit impressionistic
And I wondered why I thought so
Since I’m really not artistic.

But the scenery and people
Looked like paintings by Monet
And I knew I never noticed
Things appearing quite that way.

All at once I had the reason
And there was no hocus-pocus.
I forgot to wear my glasses
And the world was out of focus!

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Marikate Kingston

April 9, 2022 at 8:35 PM

I wish I could close my eyes and open them at Giverny. I love Monet. You don't need to be artistic to see beauty, especially if you are a person of beauty. I bet you are. I liked this poem so much I have commented on it twice. Tres jolie madame.

Maurice Rigoler

February 23, 2022 at 8:11 PM

Great surprise ending, Ilene!!! / Maurice

Trevor Mcleod

February 20, 2022 at 2:36 PM

Hahaha...that's funny. I love how you have to be out of sorts to see new things. LOL Trevor

Robert Johnson

February 17, 2022 at 6:32 PM

lol, my problem is looking for my glasses when they're right there in front of me. On my face. :) lol

Marikate Kingston

February 17, 2022 at 6:20 PM

My problem is just finding my glasses! Better to see water lilies and bridges I think. Where were you walking? I want to go, Tee hee. Monèt’s art so beautiful. I’m a great fan of the artist. I’m guessing you are secretly artistic :o) It would be fun to jump into his paintings for a day wouldn’t it? This was fun to read. I’m so glad to have found it. Salut!