Poems About Art Seeking Friendly Advice
#art
TheMimoJimi
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 4:13am
16th Feb 2025 4:13am
Happiness
Up, up,
down, down,
left, right,
left, right,
B, A,
start
Happiness
is
a
truly
important
art
down, down,
left, right,
left, right,
B, A,
start
Happiness
is
a
truly
important
art
#art
#happiness
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0 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 8:24am
7th Feb 2025 8:24am
The Carbon Family Picnic
At Evergreen Meadow,
The air crackled with excitement. It was the summer solstice, the one day of the year the sprawling Carbon Clan gathered in one place. This year, the honor fell to Carbon-12, their steadfast patriarch, whose sprawling oak tree in Evergreen Meadow served as the clan's traditional meeting spot.
Carbon-12 surveyed the crowd with a warm smile. His countless bonds had created a sprawling family, each member unique, yet undeniably Carbon. There was Carbon-13, his eccentric cousin, juggling aetheric energy orbs while debating the merits of isotopic art with...
The air crackled with excitement. It was the summer solstice, the one day of the year the sprawling Carbon Clan gathered in one place. This year, the honor fell to Carbon-12, their steadfast patriarch, whose sprawling oak tree in Evergreen Meadow served as the clan's traditional meeting spot.
Carbon-12 surveyed the crowd with a warm smile. His countless bonds had created a sprawling family, each member unique, yet undeniably Carbon. There was Carbon-13, his eccentric cousin, juggling aetheric energy orbs while debating the merits of isotopic art with...
#art
#countryside
#identity
#nature
#relationships
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1 Comment
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
Color Storm
I vibe at the confluence of purple and pink
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
#art
#beauty
#emotions
93 reads
5 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 10:27am
29th Dec 2024 10:27am
a Grimoire 's art
my love is bronze sky
interlacing garlands being drawn
canvassing
this pain(t) is old
amidst vetiver hung low
veil fluttering patchouli
brittle bone brittle heart
jargon blushing brushing
I walk with Sappho
she whispers as her
proclaiming fingers hold
our fountain pens move
a name is given
ripe fruit rests
vessels ...
interlacing garlands being drawn
canvassing
this pain(t) is old
amidst vetiver hung low
veil fluttering patchouli
brittle bone brittle heart
jargon blushing brushing
I walk with Sappho
she whispers as her
proclaiming fingers hold
our fountain pens move
a name is given
ripe fruit rests
vessels ...
#art
136 reads
8 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 2:27am
8th Dec 2024 2:27am
Less News, More Art
What survives the centuries?
Art.
There have always been fires,
both real and metaphorical.
They are currently burning fast and furious
with plenty more on the way.
Enough with the ceremonial doom dance around each one.
Less news.
More art.
Create it every way you can.
And dance to celebrate the joy.
Art.
There have always been fires,
both real and metaphorical.
They are currently burning fast and furious
with plenty more on the way.
Enough with the ceremonial doom dance around each one.
Less news.
More art.
Create it every way you can.
And dance to celebrate the joy.
#art
138 reads
11 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 10:09am
23rd Nov 2024 10:09am
Life Goals
they'll beat you
starve you
then praise you when you're dead
gone mad
homeless
drinking till it all makes sense
they'll take everything
as you gave
giving everlasting dreams
all it cost was a nightmare
lord help this poor soul
life goals
like Poe
over worked
with outrageous goals
no one hears the cries
shouting out as tries
everyday living in poverty
what he wouldn't give
for some recognition
but every attempt drives him crazy
cutting off his...
starve you
then praise you when you're dead
gone mad
homeless
drinking till it all makes sense
they'll take everything
as you gave
giving everlasting dreams
all it cost was a nightmare
lord help this poor soul
life goals
like Poe
over worked
with outrageous goals
no one hears the cries
shouting out as tries
everyday living in poverty
what he wouldn't give
for some recognition
but every attempt drives him crazy
cutting off his...
#art
#WritingPoetry
166 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 8:41am
22nd Nov 2024 8:41am
the blind man and the musician
if i could
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
#admiration
#art
#happiness
#inspirational
#music
67 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
Warhol of Love
Warhol of Love
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
#art
#books
#funny
#learning
#romantic
135 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 2:36am
22nd Sep 2024 2:36am
Ghost of Giselle Haunts the Gallery After Lucifer’s Fire
#apocalypse
#art
#erotic
#love
#sensual
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0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
21st Sep 2024 6:32am
21st Sep 2024 6:32am
The Consciousness of Blur
Hocus Pocus
lose the focus
if you want to see a different way
Consciousness is a slow shutter speed
dreams are a time exposure
Freeze a sports play
and you have a detailed truth
But freeze a waterfall
and
you've
lied.
lose the focus
if you want to see a different way
Consciousness is a slow shutter speed
dreams are a time exposure
Freeze a sports play
and you have a detailed truth
But freeze a waterfall
and
you've
lied.
#art
#technology
181 reads
6 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
15th Sep 2024 1:30pm
15th Sep 2024 1:30pm
A wince of a dally
The hue of our palette
The stain of our pages
Collages of perspective
Equipping the sages
Transforming our canvas
With the stroke of a brush
leathering clever in romances of lush
A wince of a dally
A rinse of intention
A new colour collected
To commit my attention
Feathered in azure
And trimmed with chartreuse
A lilt of dark crimson
To flatter the muse
A showpiece of whimsy
To beckon the eyes
Visions of brilliance
And the zeal it derives
The colours...
The stain of our pages
Collages of perspective
Equipping the sages
Transforming our canvas
With the stroke of a brush
leathering clever in romances of lush
A wince of a dally
A rinse of intention
A new colour collected
To commit my attention
Feathered in azure
And trimmed with chartreuse
A lilt of dark crimson
To flatter the muse
A showpiece of whimsy
To beckon the eyes
Visions of brilliance
And the zeal it derives
The colours...
#art
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Lothbrok
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 2:34am
14th Sep 2024 2:34am
Traits or characteristics
At what point does my trait become a disorder
My fleeting emotions become apathy
And all the little treats I savor become an addiction
Sweet whispers to the liquid love in my veins
When does becoming more monster and less man
Become a real problem.
My fleeting emotions become apathy
And all the little treats I savor become an addiction
Sweet whispers to the liquid love in my veins
When does becoming more monster and less man
Become a real problem.
#art
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#passion
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1 Comment
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