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Best Impressionist Poems


Impressionist
I’m too caught up in
your dabs of red and purple
to step back and see
the flowers you claim
to have created.

“It shall be a Masterpiece
worthy of the Louvre,”
but I can’t do anything
except watch you repeatedly dip
the brush in the colors of your lies 
and throw them at...

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Categories: impressionist, art, love, people,
Form: Free verse
Impressionist
closed lids consciousness adrift
a paint brush dipped in colored drips
to swirl in the well of ink that slowly swells

to paint the canvas of my soul 
these lingerings of auras and colorful pulses
the black and grey shadows of horror

the metachrysilis of life in subterfuge
hidden and suppressed
overflowing...

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Categories: impressionist, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Impressionist Structured Prose Couplet
Plein air and picturesque,free flowing
and festooned in tonal harmony

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Categories: impressionist, art,
Form: Couplet

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Premium Member An Impressionist Footle
Monet

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Categories: impressionist, art,
Form: Verse
The French Impressionist
You swept in like a French impressionist with the leaves blowing in the air.
You snapped a photograph of me swinging and my long blonde hair. 
We made love all night long, and shared a life that wasn’t at all wrong. 
Now the haystacks are on...

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Categories: impressionist, abuse, art, betrayal, break
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Twilight Love
Long ago at twilight we pledged our sweet
love amid trees stretching stark and bare
Yet at our rendezvous the very next night
I was alone in my despair
Now in the sunset of my days, again
In the pastoral Eden I stand with you
In a bliss beyond love, our...

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Categories: impressionist, art,
Form: Ekphrasis



Premium Member Undergrowth with Two Figures -Van Gogh
Describe what you see my love, she queries 
A game they often play in the depths of the forest
He replies,  Turgid are the woodlands densely they’ve died back 
creeping  where  no  life  is seen,
between the flowery meadow's cracks
The poplars have...

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Categories: impressionist, art, assonance, death,
Form: Free verse

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