Plein Air
I am too lazy and cheap
to plant the garden I want.
So…. I took a painting class
and I will paint it.
There are many advantages to
my potential, virtual garden.
No watering, weeding or wilting
no deadheading.
I don’t have to wait for things
to grow, no surprises.
No freezing and dying when
The season is over.
Seasons will not matter
in my garden.
I can paint daffodils
with sunflowers,
lilies of the valley with mums
crocus with marigolds.
My garden will bloom on the
wall in the cold of winter.
But, I wouldn’t be able to pick it’s
flowers for the table,
feel their softness
smell their fragrance.
It will not feed the bees.
And, no matter how much I learn,
how long I practice.
I will never come close to replicating
the beauty and grace
of the simplest flower.
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Wonderful. I like the images and the juxtaposition of the garden and the painting.
But it doesn’t hurt to keep painting just the same.
I love this process poem about the art of making and where it succeeds and fails!
Love this.
Lovely imagery!