Maxfield Parrish
BLUE MONDAY
BLUE SKY ECSTASY!
In my heart I already know that this is not great art.
I realise the 'chocolate box' has played a vital part.
Yet something about the pose, the movement and the light
Re-ignites old memories of teenager delight.
I recall being this young, this hopeful and this new.
I recall clouds white as this, and skies such a brilliant blue.
I recall the sun on my face, not burning but caressing;
I recall the whole world poised to bless me with its blessing.
I recall a time long gone when perfection was my goal;
When the world was an enormous stage and I had a special role.
So, if the artist painted a dream that resonates with me
He has fashioned magic, though 'pretty' it may be.
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AUTUMN LONGING
To the tune of 'Autumn Leaves'.
The world is full
Of lovely creatures
Who tease the heart
And thrill the mind.
I feel the pull
Of lovely features,
Though I'm not smart
And Fate's unkind.
But there's one I know
Who's set apart
In this crazy show
She holds my heart,
And I know she'll never even notice
How much I yearn for her love.
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When I'm so low
And so degraded
Why should she smile
A smile at me?
A brief hallo
That's so soon faded
And, in a while,
Just memory.
Yet she's in my heart
And there she'll stay.
From the very start
I've felt this way.
And I know she'll never even notice
How much I yearn for her love.
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Her silken dress
Sways with her movement,
Her silken hair
Blows in the breeze.
I'm so much less;
There's no improvement!
I'm in despair
For love's a tease.
For a million years
I know that I
Could cry a million tears
Till eyes were dry!
And I know she'll never even notice
How much I yearn for her love.
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