Saturday, May 15, 2021

Poetry: Painting in Morning

Painting in Morning

Perfect light reveals

Deep texture in a canvas sky.

Finest of brush hairs dot a mosaic landscape,

A seascape, devoid of birds.

Royal blue island in the horizon,

Draped by reaching, nearly horizontal trunks,

Their fronds freshened by fragile currents,

So many ways to see green, sea green.

Dual brushes semaphore, “Do not save me.”,

Rather, draw the world around me,

Leaves and stones showing through,

My transparent self,

With sands of white, with aqua fingers

Spanning land, and beading my skin.

Draw these around me, paint them with pure pigments,

Paint them in the colors they speak,

The colors they sing,

In the colors of the truest, best and brightest


Of my life.


Read More Poems From The Adirondack Almanack HERE.

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Annette Pisano-Higley is a Registered Nurse living in both Albany and Florida. She is a published song-lyricist and published a book of her original Adirondack poetry, with photography by her husband Walter Higley, Adirondack Echoes, available on Annette’s book was inspired by their idyllic summers at the beloved family Camp on Limekiln Lake, Inlet, in the beautiful New York State Adirondack Park.


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