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dVerse Poets Pub: Meeting the Bar: Impressionistic Writing – Accelerating Into the Curve

The Old American Artist, a Love Story

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dVerse Poets Pub Prompt : Meeting the Bar: Impressionistic Writing –

hosted by Claudia Schoenfeld

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claudia, traveling about europe (where she lives) happened on an impressionist exhibit and was inspired for the “meeting the bar” prompt featured this week

besides the absolutely stunning monet featured at the top of the page, which i believe i saw once, or a variation of it, in a converted museum-house in paris, she wrote this, which is thought was perfectly on :

But details weren’t their focus anyway, it was the mood of a moment, a feeling, fleeting, moving. Monet once said “For me a landscape does not exist in itself, it changes every moment in appearance, but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life.”

it hard enough doing approximate justice visually to the impressionist legacy, much less verbally with words, but to feel inspired to do one’s own “take” on our own personal moments, here and now in our own unique times, is justification enough i believe 😉

if you can, stop by and see the full prompt, and even more enticing, the myriad poetic responses one can enjoy, as a reader a writer a painter a lover and simply curious 😉

best wishes everyone!

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Accelerating Into the Curve

when i was twelve

pressing my bike

round and down

the curve from

my house

i

felt the pebbles

nudge the back

tire

but i held on

barely

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when i was twenty

gunning the gas

little by little

feeling the

four

wheels under me spin-

turning the corners

i

felt the shift of the weight

of the car

pulling out from under

me

but i held on

slowly

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when i was nearly thirty

my young son beside

me

inside

the great american scream

machine

the

roller coaster bursting

a dip a rise and a turn

back down

the mountain of

track

we both held on

dearly

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and now having past

sixty

reaching the

time

when i can settle and do

what i’d like

ha ha

i

feel myself

leaning a shoulder into the

wind

glancing back at what went by

squeezing my time

into stop-watch

stop-action

moments

my life

my heart my hands

smiling

accelerating into the last curve

fully

© 2012 felipe adan lerma

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