The lake
is a puddle of pink paint
reflecting clouds glistening Klimt gold
in a sky fixated on fuchsia.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Lovely! and Klimt is one of my fav artists…a copy of The Kiss hangs in my dining room.
The clouds tonight had a shimmery iridescence, very reminiscent of Klimt’s work. The Kiss is lovely! 🙂
Yes it is…a gift from a person who knew I loved him as well as kissing {smiles}
🙂 Very special.
Amazing
Thanks
A puddle of pink paint?…love love love!
Such a huge lake, to be a puddle of paint, to be sure, but it was astonishingly pink on my drive home this evening.
great color imagery. klimt !!!!
Thanks! A little allusion is always good. I like to make my students step outside the poems… 😉
Very nice one, Shawn! Thanks
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
thankful to become acquainted with you through your blog/poems.
My pleasure. Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to comment. I appreciate it.