Monday is where Sunday's dreamsare echoing
in the high-ceilinged chambersof your mind
Sunday's Amsel sings sweet in lilac treesfading petals of beloved memories.
A Prince's Summer PalacePrince Eugene's Schloss Hof
An hour's drive
east of Vienna in
Lower Austria
Photographed
in May 2009
Images and text -
the poem is my own -
© by Merisi
Translation:
Amsel
(am'zel)
German,=blackbird
Lovely play of light on light.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and lovely, pastel flowers on the sheer fabric! The fountain and the high-ceilinged room of Prince Eugene's Schloss Hof are exquisite.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem; the photos do have a "monday" quality to them--bare, still, and then the hope of flowers to come. Lovely. Thank you.
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ReplyDeletethe 1st two shots look so...wintery...positively SNOWY
I'm not ready...ahem
Merisi, this is so wonderful the imagery and the poetry!
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Karena
Art by Karena
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Beautiful. Love the detail in the white room above. You sure do make me want to come to Vienna and that whole area! and great poem, Merisi!
ReplyDeletePure, light, air, lightness of being...
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ReplyDeleteWhere light is lighter,
And whites are whiter
giving the scenes a tone much purer...
M-Noëlle
Thank you all for your kind comments!
ReplyDeleteA lovely way to furnish one's mind!
ReplyDeleteA lovely way to furnish one's mind!
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