Let Loose Poem by Eva Beylich

Let Loose

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Let's count the years
in olive trees
from now on.

Where even shades
and shadows
move colourfully.

Where olives
liquify the ground
with gold.

Where branches
disperse in blue,
twigs turn into clouds.

We soar aloft as well,
seek light, get lifted,
are drawn to blue,

dissolve whether with
or without
the last rites.

Friday, August 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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after a painting by Van Gogh
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