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How to Paint like Van Gogh (Poetry) by David Thane Cornell

Viewers will think it’s only a print when they view it, if you don’t put your whole body and mind into it. The sun in your head, a storm in your heart, is a good start. Now lie down for hours among sunflowers. Then, when the storm passes, don’t cut off your ear, paint this […]

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The Lucern Tree by Robin Bliss

The Lucerne tree in flower White petals floating down Carpeting the pathway, and The front veranda with a sea Of white, white everywhere Coming upon this alba sea As a child; with music in my head Amazed at the ocean of pearl Sitting down in the middle of whiteness Whiteness all around me, whiteness Whiteness […]

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Winter Love by Robin Bliss

Looking at the plum tree. Seeing the dark bare, Skeleton like branches, Black against the dreary clouds. Stripped by Winters cold, Of its blanket of leaves. The ashen, dingy clouds. Are dripping raindrops. This fine misty rainfall. Is moved forwards by a, Languid, lethargic breeze, Coming strait from Antarctica. This bitterly cold midwinter day. But! […]

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Wattle by Robin Bliss

Wattle blossom, Wattle yellow Makes me feel kinda mellow With your flowers, brilliant bright Fills my soul with much delight Saffron, citron and festive gold Buttercup and colours bold And so I loiter on my way In your presence I would stay Yes your sweet scent laden breeze Sets my soul and mind at ease […]

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A tropical Night by Robin Bliss

Here in the tropics, Night falls suddenly No long drawn out twilight Sitting here surrounded by, Darkness and blackness. The only light shines from, A street light glimmering, Through the foliage,and The Fireflies small dots. Specks of light moving, About seemingly floating, In the torrid night air. Moving according to the, Whim of the insect. […]

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Wilderness by Robin Bliss

Old Sol is low in the sky, drifting down Resting in the meager filtered shade On this hillock we can see the distant horizon Before us stretches the limitless plane Almost totally flat except for a Tor Standing stark and naked ebony Silhouetted against the brilliant firmament Protruding towards the heavens,rocky and rugged And the […]

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