Friday, June 3, 2011

A Dream Pang

A Dream Pang

I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
*This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
you shook your pensive head as who should say,
'I dare not--to far in his footsteps stray-
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.'

Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But 'tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.



Cris said...

I love the poetry on your paintings! Very nice!

Michelle said...

What a beautiful pairing of painting and poem.

julie king said...

i really looooove this painting! it is calling my name big time. the look on her face draws me in and of course i love the frost poem. just wonderful!

Theresa said...

Really Lovely Julie! I like the red outline alot. Also love that outside photo shot with the planter. Very cool:)

Janine said...

Love the poem and the painting! Will you be selling prints of your work in your etsy shop?

Julie Fillo said...

Thanks for the nice comments. Maybe I haven't lost my mojo. :)
Janine, I will trade a print for a print if you like. I'm just going to sell originals for now.
And Julie, Thank you very much for buying Dream Pang.
I'll mail her off to you asap.


Theresa said...

Dear Julie,
Your painting is so lovely and the poem and flower details.

Laura K. Aiken said...

No Julie you have not lost your MoJo thank goodness!!