They were all there, Durer, Monet, Picasso
and a host of others who carefully
constructed random reflections on canvas,
but God strode in and stole the show with
one esoteric smudge across the sky.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Beautiful.
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Thanks Ruth
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Awesome poem and picture.
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Thank you so much for that.
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Beautiful, Paul.
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Thanks so much Winnie
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So beautiful!❤️
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Thank you very much Richa 🙂
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❤️
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🙂
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Wins every time – hands down!
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Yes, we pale a little by our copies 🙂
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Nature shares her master stroke 🙂
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😉
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Thanks a lot Sir for the lovely poem.
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Francis thank you, very much appreciated 🙂
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You are most welcome Sir.
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🙂
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Durer exclaimed . .
“How much more must I ensure?!”
But Pablo Picasso was most philosophical
about it all.
Monet just chose to drown his sorrows
in Lilly Pond, of which he was very fond 😎
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Well penned retort to the characters David, made me smile and so apt.
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Wonderful poetic use of the photo. Thanks for sharing.
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Many thanks Patricia, appreciated the chance, missed your prompt while you were away.
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Was thanks😽
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Masterful stroke!
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Thanks, I like your thought.
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You are welcome, Paul.
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Beautiful
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Thank you
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