Poems About Art Seeking Honest Critique
#art
Dime Bag
Back in the day
That’s what we called it
Stopped doing that stuff long ago
Now just a beer
Some bourbon
A little trouble as I’m known to say
Drugs terms make good art
That’s what I do
Take what’s given
Tell a story
Painting a picture
Divine in morning light …
That’s what we called it
Stopped doing that stuff long ago
Now just a beer
Some bourbon
A little trouble as I’m known to say
Drugs terms make good art
That’s what I do
Take what’s given
Tell a story
Painting a picture
Divine in morning light …
#art
#WritingPoetry
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Latest
Art collage
#art
#minimalist
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Trodden Paths Not In Vain
"Paint in silence”
“The Weight of Temp”
Colour your canvas and spill your Art
shake and awaken many a heart
Untether your soul
from your whole
escape mundane and time
and let your brush rhyme
Have Man radiate
pour oil colours on his trait
Carve his seized dreams
and his insight of flowing streams
Let me read his cry of birth
and see the drops of tears on earth
A valiant core, the shell is worn
could not be broken, though torn
You display a challenging stand
behind a back forced to bend ...
“The Weight of Temp”
Colour your canvas and spill your Art
shake and awaken many a heart
Untether your soul
from your whole
escape mundane and time
and let your brush rhyme
Have Man radiate
pour oil colours on his trait
Carve his seized dreams
and his insight of flowing streams
Let me read his cry of birth
and see the drops of tears on earth
A valiant core, the shell is worn
could not be broken, though torn
You display a challenging stand
behind a back forced to bend ...
#art
#beauty
#FreeVerse
#humankind
#prose
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Complaint
Listening all night to the rain.
He stays locked in his brain.
Echoes of memories, a sweet pain.
Dreams wave in a silent chain.
Through the window, droplets strain.
Time blurs, feeling half-insane.
Soft whispers in a distant lane.
His heartbeats, a quick refrain.
The night deepens, grave's domain.
Midnight shadows, emotions drain.
Lonely teardrops, nothing to gain.
Yet his image still remains.
Love’s melody, a haunting plane.
Bound by sorrow, love and bane.
His soul calls out in vain.
...
He stays locked in his brain.
Echoes of memories, a sweet pain.
Dreams wave in a silent chain.
Through the window, droplets strain.
Time blurs, feeling half-insane.
Soft whispers in a distant lane.
His heartbeats, a quick refrain.
The night deepens, grave's domain.
Midnight shadows, emotions drain.
Lonely teardrops, nothing to gain.
Yet his image still remains.
Love’s melody, a haunting plane.
Bound by sorrow, love and bane.
His soul calls out in vain.
...
#art
#flowers
#healing
#night
#rain
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Homage to Figures of Art and Poetry
Barons of masterful verse,
your words are beautiful gardens
watered by rains of oblivion,
where vivid dreams dissolve
and life writhes unseen
like breath folded into air,
or rivers merging into streams.
Shakespeare,
you are a mirror of shadow and grace.
Angels whisper in your lines,
their tender voices echo
through pine-darkened countries
and the glaciers of time.
Dante,
you sing through infernal nights,
casting the lone light of a crucifix.
Prayers rise from despair,
exhaled like smoke, ...
your words are beautiful gardens
watered by rains of oblivion,
where vivid dreams dissolve
and life writhes unseen
like breath folded into air,
or rivers merging into streams.
Shakespeare,
you are a mirror of shadow and grace.
Angels whisper in your lines,
their tender voices echo
through pine-darkened countries
and the glaciers of time.
Dante,
you sing through infernal nights,
casting the lone light of a crucifix.
Prayers rise from despair,
exhaled like smoke, ...
#art
#beauty
#identity
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
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Dylan Sent Eric A Card
Dylan sent Eric a card.
It's her naked next to the tree.
"Merry Christmas" are the words.
It's her naked next to the tree.
"Merry Christmas" are the words.
#art
#Christmas
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
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2024 November Poems >> the dreams of lady marguerite
No. 04
the dreams of lady marguerite
Tribute to Marguerite Curtin
Jamaican Historian, Publisher, and Friend
“If you don’t know history, then you don’t know anything. You are a leaf
that doesn’t know it is part of a tree.”—Michael Crichton
the love of trees, sophisticated hills,
soft-rippling streams, and fragrant daffodils
(among the thrills she calls her favourite)
ignites the dreams of lady marguerite.
echoes of windy nights under the moon,
shadows that lose their length at blistering noon,
children whose...
the dreams of lady marguerite
Tribute to Marguerite Curtin
Jamaican Historian, Publisher, and Friend
“If you don’t know history, then you don’t know anything. You are a leaf
that doesn’t know it is part of a tree.”—Michael Crichton
the love of trees, sophisticated hills,
soft-rippling streams, and fragrant daffodils
(among the thrills she calls her favourite)
ignites the dreams of lady marguerite.
echoes of windy nights under the moon,
shadows that lose their length at blistering noon,
children whose...
#art
#culture
#historical
#nature
#tradition
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Self Portrait Unknown Artist
Calling card
Lips
Shadow beard
Abstraction
Other face parts
Donated to charity
Lips
Shadow beard
Abstraction
Other face parts
Donated to charity
#art
#identity
#minimalist #mystery
#minimalist #mystery
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Please Do Me A Favor And Keep This From My Mom
Carrie got
a package in the mail
of her best friend Barbara posing
naked in the latest issue of Hustler and
it is because... in her mother's eyes...
Barbara is still a
little girl.
a package in the mail
of her best friend Barbara posing
naked in the latest issue of Hustler and
it is because... in her mother's eyes...
Barbara is still a
little girl.
#art
#corruption
#fiction
#home
#sex
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Figured That It's Your Life
When we saw you naked
in a pornographic film
with some guy kissing
and touching you all
over, some of us figured
that it's your life and we
hope that... wherever
you are... you would
keep on enjoying it.
in a pornographic film
with some guy kissing
and touching you all
over, some of us figured
that it's your life and we
hope that... wherever
you are... you would
keep on enjoying it.
#art
#dialogue
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sex
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Freaks, Weirdos and Misfits
Community
Art purpose
My family
Presented
4 all of us
Who feel like
Outsiders
Yeah
You know who you are
This is 4 you
Welcome to my madness
It’s my purpose
In stunning technicolor
Have a seat
Let me pour you a drink
Stay awhile….
Art purpose
My family
Presented
4 all of us
Who feel like
Outsiders
Yeah
You know who you are
This is 4 you
Welcome to my madness
It’s my purpose
In stunning technicolor
Have a seat
Let me pour you a drink
Stay awhile….
#art
#dialogue
#LifeAsAWriter
#passion
#spiritual
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Collage YO New Art Entry
Collage
Defines me
Pieces of dreams
Word speak
Color
Box Heads
Fun
No politics
Sexy sometimes
Mood
Always …
Defines me
Pieces of dreams
Word speak
Color
Box Heads
Fun
No politics
Sexy sometimes
Mood
Always …
#art
#emotions
#identity
#myself
#risk
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