When young I first looked at her paintings
I didn't know Frida but how I loved her
I loved her because she was a painter
I loved her because Diego was cruel
I loved her because of these flowers
She painted them so they would not die
Image found at https://www.fridakahlo.org/magnolias.jsp
You have conveyed Frida's life in few words, Robin - bold, truthful and full of pain, like her [pain]ting.
ReplyDeleteSo much pain and heartfelt emotions in these lines, but there is hope also in the form of flowers.
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly poignant, Robin!💞
ReplyDeleteA beautiful ode to a fine Lady
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Beautifully done in your write about a beautiful artist! My new fav!
ReplyDeleteLove this one, Robin.....a wonderful tribute.
ReplyDeleteI love this, my friend. Perfect! Lovely to paint flowers so they wouldnt die.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful poetic synopsis of Frida's life. Your love of her art and for the woman she was shines through. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt!
ReplyDeleteA lovely write Robin, full of love and pain.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful - painting the flowers so they wouldn't die - beautiful write!
ReplyDeleteI love the flowers she painted so they couldn't die...
ReplyDeleteHow lovely!
ReplyDeleteThe 4th and 6th lines make me want to hug you, Robin. Those are wonderful reasons to love. Perfect reasons.
ReplyDeleteOr at least they will be remembered.
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