Poetry competition CLOSED 20th August 2016 11:49am
WINNER
LobodeSanPedro
LobodeSanPedro
zdzisaw beksiski ~
Poetry Contest Description
write a poem inspired by one of beksinski's paintings*
if you don't know who he was:
zdzisław beksiński was a polish painter, photographer and sculptor, specializing in the field of dystopian surrealism.
{wikipedia}
& in his own words, "i wish to paint in such a
manner as if i were photographing dreams"
¤
rules:
* new writes only please
* maximum of two poems per poet
* no collabs
* please link the painting when posting, as most of his pieces are untitled
zdzisław beksiński was a polish painter, photographer and sculptor, specializing in the field of dystopian surrealism.
{wikipedia}
& in his own words, "i wish to paint in such a
manner as if i were photographing dreams"
¤
rules:
* new writes only please
* maximum of two poems per poet
* no collabs
* please link the painting when posting, as most of his pieces are untitled
Anonymous
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xylophone melodies
candy coat the trellis
like peanut butter brittle
making his breath sweet
for over a millennia
lute of the pied piper
kidnaps babies
while they're suckling dreams
there's poison in the cream
lullabies played by him
and sung by her
keeping eyes wide shut
shuck the hull
for it's last slivers of meat
it sounds better when
there are no expectations
Anonymous said:<< post removed >>
Lets have a veggie pattie at Subway
From wikipedia:
Despite the grim overtones, Beksiński claimed some of his works were misunderstood; in his opinion, they were rather optimistic or even humorous. For the most part, though, Beksiński was adamant that even he did not know the meaning of his artworks and was uninterested in possible interpretations; in keeping with this, he refused to provide titles for any of his drawings or paintings.
"Zdzisław Beksiński" on @Wikipedia
Lets have a veggie pattie at Subway
From wikipedia:
Despite the grim overtones, Beksiński claimed some of his works were misunderstood; in his opinion, they were rather optimistic or even humorous. For the most part, though, Beksiński was adamant that even he did not know the meaning of his artworks and was uninterested in possible interpretations; in keeping with this, he refused to provide titles for any of his drawings or paintings.
"Zdzisław Beksiński" on @Wikipedia
at last hit her spot
penis captivus ensues
then sirens and bombs
http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1.m9cKpXXXXaRXVXXq6xXFXXXO/Zdzislaw-Beksinski-Dead-lover-skeleton-skull-40x40cm-Throw-Pillow-Cases-Cover-twin-sides-Home-Best-Great.jpg
penis captivus ensues
then sirens and bombs
http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1.m9cKpXXXXaRXVXXq6xXFXXXO/Zdzislaw-Beksinski-Dead-lover-skeleton-skull-40x40cm-Throw-Pillow-Cases-Cover-twin-sides-Home-Best-Great.jpg
http://i19.beon.ru/57/83/1768357/95/81969295/1320519585_zdzislaw_beksinski_1981.jpeg
Glamorous heaven
Wanted to sing without a body
but the mirror between myself and I
was reflecting a useless need
to rest my head
on a glamorous heaven
free of sound and movement
full of tears and innocence
planting my soul
uprooting my destination.
Glamorous heaven
Wanted to sing without a body
but the mirror between myself and I
was reflecting a useless need
to rest my head
on a glamorous heaven
free of sound and movement
full of tears and innocence
planting my soul
uprooting my destination.
Anonymous
https://art.vniz.net/en/beksinski/Beksinski-obraz10.html
Title: Dreams
He wanted to paint as he saw in his dreams
but his dreams bordered on insanity, it seems
He painted of blood and women as thin as can be
there was, a penchant for redheads, you see
He seemed to get the human form down
they were missing facial features like a mouth from which to make a sound
He perched them high above mankind
and sometimes they were posed from behind
He added babies in odd positions
and simulated orgies of skeletons with no inhibitions
He reeked of chaos and gore
this gallery was unexpected; I did not have this in store
He created many a piece in his lifetime
images of crosses with bodies attached or outlined
He did not create the still life
instead, he captured a world in strife
He seemed to enjoy maiming the human form
with bloody holes and tears; these were nowhere near the norm
He seemed to have no message or interpretive flair
except that everything and everyone was suffering without care
He had a love for orifices both male and female
often combined, the sexes seemed tormented or impaled
He placed metaphors throughout showing strength in death
and often, they left the viewer without a breath
He seemed to accentuate the ugly and torn
skin, on his work, seemed to stretch and become worn
He painted what most of us try to keep out of our head
like bedlam, catastrophe, and perverted twisted sex with the dead
He portrayed a lone soul marching toward a battle of wills
while at the same time, he made crowds stand still
He managed to paint as if his dreams were tortured
dreams bordering on insanity, sadism, as if all of life aborted
Title: Dreams
He wanted to paint as he saw in his dreams
but his dreams bordered on insanity, it seems
He painted of blood and women as thin as can be
there was, a penchant for redheads, you see
He seemed to get the human form down
they were missing facial features like a mouth from which to make a sound
He perched them high above mankind
and sometimes they were posed from behind
He added babies in odd positions
and simulated orgies of skeletons with no inhibitions
He reeked of chaos and gore
this gallery was unexpected; I did not have this in store
He created many a piece in his lifetime
images of crosses with bodies attached or outlined
He did not create the still life
instead, he captured a world in strife
He seemed to enjoy maiming the human form
with bloody holes and tears; these were nowhere near the norm
He seemed to have no message or interpretive flair
except that everything and everyone was suffering without care
He had a love for orifices both male and female
often combined, the sexes seemed tormented or impaled
He placed metaphors throughout showing strength in death
and often, they left the viewer without a breath
He seemed to accentuate the ugly and torn
skin, on his work, seemed to stretch and become worn
He painted what most of us try to keep out of our head
like bedlam, catastrophe, and perverted twisted sex with the dead
He portrayed a lone soul marching toward a battle of wills
while at the same time, he made crowds stand still
He managed to paint as if his dreams were tortured
dreams bordering on insanity, sadism, as if all of life aborted
a big thank you to everyone who participated. loved reading all the entries...
... congrats to lsp ; i loved those xylophone melodies.
i'd thank the panel of judges, but that was just me & a tub of ice cream
see everyone next comp
~ koshka
... congrats to lsp ; i loved those xylophone melodies.
i'd thank the panel of judges, but that was just me & a tub of ice cream
see everyone next comp
~ koshka
