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The Impressionist's Daughter-Poem 8-Revised

The impressionist's young daughter stands poised before an open door Occupied in thought she wears a red apron much darker than her hair with a pony tail, then a revelation stirs her curiosity- outside trees are frosted with snow. The chilly breeze swiftly enters and makes the long curtains behind her flutter; it feels colder than the Iceland wind, Hesitant, she stays inside in the warmth. Inside the room, her mom smudges pastels onto drawing. The child watched. Mom captured her daughter's wonderment in each chalked line. Upon completion, child and and painting; are compared; the child won't be able to distinguish impressionism from realism. The artist sought- after and amply admiring this work for the right- other sights for her chosen colors and creative images. Her hand gave life to seasonal landscapes, or blank faces which stare straight at us with an air of mystery. From a background gloomy or gaudy- they make us feel a sense of suspense. .

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Date: 1/17/2016 11:53:00 PM
This is very descriptive, Andrew. I am happy to see that we all were able to benefit from Debbie's coaching. Your poem shows remarkable perception through the eyes of the painter. Again, congrats!
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Date: 1/14/2016 5:21:00 PM
I enjoyed this one very much it looks great in the blog! Light & Love
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