Monet at Night
Restless in his sleep
dreaming of pastels and muted seams
lasting into the night
as he chases away the darkness
holding for the light of day
Needless to wonder
when you see the creations
those dreams become masterpieces
from the master’s restlessness
ever charging his mind
into the day of light
Is it any wonder
when I first saw his works
Monet made me cry
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There you have it! This is my Poem A Day Challenge completed for Day 4 of National Poetry Month.
Prompts come fromRobert Lee Brewer’s Asides Blog
For today’s prompt, pick a painter, make him or her the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.
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