Thursday, January 19, 2012

Clouds

Sir Daryl Lindsay, 'Landscape Myrniong', NGV The Joseph Brown Collection
photograph by Isabel


Clouds

I saw a cloud on the drive north
a moustache hovering over an empty hill
a classically curved bow
implying a pair of lips pursed
to kiss the land




xPainti

9 comments:

Elisabeth said...

Lovely on two counts, Isabel, both the painting and the words. It's funny how landscape can evoke such images, as a moustache and curved lips, as if the land becomes a face.

The Unknowngnome said...

Perfectly parsed and pursed!

I like it very much.

jabblog said...

You've conjured a wonderful word image to complement the landscape. I like the idea of 'lips pursed to kiss the land.'

Jinksy said...

Clouds are painters of magic...

Laurie Kolp said...

There's nothing sweeter than a cloud kiss... except someone attentive enough to notice (like you).

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very lovely. "a moustache hovering over an empty hill". Way cool.

Louise said...

Brilliant- loved the ending especially.

the cuby poet said...

Hi I am here at last!
What a lovely idea "a cloud kissing the land."
I like this brief but lovely poem.

Raven said...

Oh Isabel, this is exquisite!