The green night was silent
As they slipped from the red house
Too confining to contain them
Warm moonlit air embraced shadowy bodies
Now kissed by the cool grass,
Still wet from midsummer rain
I’m lost, she said softly, though she knew he was sleeping
But I will remember this,
No matter what lies ahead
I keep moments like objects in a special file
That can never be corrupted
She spoke to the moon, who kept her counsel
Long, whispered soliloquys
Then the sound of the piano, her mother’s voice, the scent of night jasmine
Her children’s faces, their laughter
And the sound of the sea
Entered her dreamscape
The veil slipped
And she drifted off
Beyond the trees
Into the green.
Poem and painting by Alice Mason
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I am an artist, illustrator and mother and live by the sea in the south east of England. I paint every day and am inspired by nature, mysticism and consciousness..
I hold art retreats in southern Spain. These retreats are for lovers of nature, art, walking, mountains, creativity, dance, music, yoga and meditation. I work alongside other artists to bring about these retreats. All works on this blog are my copyright. Do not use for your own purposes. If you would like to buy rights to use an image, please contact me on alicejulietmason@gmail.com or visit my Etsy shop.
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