Hope
On Vincent Van Gogh's "Almond Blossom"
Sky-blue shades hit home, as always,
and familiar brushstrokes catch my eye
after months of looking into swirled
starry skies.
I spent too many nights looking up from the Rhône,
taking in pinpricks of light,
diamonds in flight.
But now I'm stepping into the white,
blossom bright,
pink and sea foam backlit sights.
It feels like day
after years of light.
Blue veins turn green leaves,
atrial flower pulse-beats,
urgent post-impressions of
this heart of mine,
returning from the Purkinje effect,
lights in the dark to
dark specks in the light.
I can feel it,
petal-soft against my dew-cried
skin.
My eyes close at the sensing
of this silky-sharp sight,
to imagine the moonbeams
warming us through
the twilight.
Juliette Sebock is the author of Mistakes Were Made and has work in publications including Royal Rose Mag and Cauldron Anthology. She is the editor-in-chief of Nightingale & Sparrow and runs a lifestyle blog, For the Sake of Good Taste. When she isn't writing (and sometimes when she is) she can be found with a cup of coffee and her cat, Fitz. She can be reached at her website and across social media at @juliettesebock. She is a regular contributor of Marías at Sampaguitas.
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