Poems About Art Seeking Honest Critique
#art
I Say "Move" As In "Move Out Of My Way"
Really do hope that my mom and
dad would understand that I am
letting myself pose naked
for the latest issue
of Hustler to help
with paying the
bills. Jenna
Jameson,
move!
dad would understand that I am
letting myself pose naked
for the latest issue
of Hustler to help
with paying the
bills. Jenna
Jameson,
move!
#art
#dialogue
#family
#fiction
#sex
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NOT ALL VAMPIRES SUCK BLOOD
Your gaze wanders through corridors of dead and living poets, devouring, slipping in like thieves at midnight—not for communion with the spirit’s insight, but to feast, to draw stolen breath and reshape it as your own, a mimicry born without debt to the muse, a hollow construct grasping for self acclaim, void of responsibility to its sources.
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
#anger
#art
#disappointment
#frustration
#morality
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Art
Art
Let me explain
It's not about a series of words scribbled on a page.
Or
Paint splattered canvas , graphite sketch images
A series of sounds made by any variety of instruments.
Art is more than all that .
It is about expressing the emotions most people bury deep inside of their souls , the love the suffering , the joy and pain that scratches from the darkest reaches within you heart , cracking thru your rib bones and organs just to tell the world a little piece of the puzzle ,
That
Is
You
...
Let me explain
It's not about a series of words scribbled on a page.
Or
Paint splattered canvas , graphite sketch images
A series of sounds made by any variety of instruments.
Art is more than all that .
It is about expressing the emotions most people bury deep inside of their souls , the love the suffering , the joy and pain that scratches from the darkest reaches within you heart , cracking thru your rib bones and organs just to tell the world a little piece of the puzzle ,
That
Is
You
...
#art
#emotions
#identity
#inspirational
#suffering
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3 Comments
Vodkhaiku
Clear liquid, ice cold
Burning warmth in every sip
Glass echoes its tale.
Burning warmth in every sip
Glass echoes its tale.
#addiction
#alcohol
#art
#lust
#passion
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Alcoholic Haiku
two shots of vodka
from underneath the iceberg
love's freezing my friend
from underneath the iceberg
love's freezing my friend
#alcohol
#art
#freedom
#love
#spiritual
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Instead Of Going To A Good College
Instead of going to a good college like
her parents wanted her to do, Christy went to
Los Angeles and allowed herself to pose
naked for some porno magazines like Hustler.
her parents wanted her to do, Christy went to
Los Angeles and allowed herself to pose
naked for some porno magazines like Hustler.
#art
#corruption
#family
#fiction
#sex
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She Needs Some Pics For Art Exhibit
Sawyer drove to the
San Francisco apartment
of his sister Emily.
Once there, he looked in
the bedroom and saw her on
the bed and fully naked.
Her best friend Maggie
was also in that room and
shooting some pics of his sis.
That's before she saw
her brother and said "She needs
some pics for art exhibit."
San Francisco apartment
of his sister Emily.
Once there, he looked in
the bedroom and saw her on
the bed and fully naked.
Her best friend Maggie
was also in that room and
shooting some pics of his sis.
That's before she saw
her brother and said "She needs
some pics for art exhibit."
#art
#family
#fiction
#home
#sex
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My Greatest Write
Fact or fiction, make believe
From the vaults, I'll retrieve
Play... pause... rewind, repeat
Somethin' edgy, not too sweet
A bit of drama, here I come
Panorama, camera run
Such suspense, I'll present
This project, will reflect
From the vaults, I'll retrieve
Play... pause... rewind, repeat
Somethin' edgy, not too sweet
A bit of drama, here I come
Panorama, camera run
Such suspense, I'll present
This project, will reflect
#art
#passion
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3 Amigos
Gino loved his music. He would make it on his laptop, he would record his vocals into it, and make sure that it's all back up.
Sitting in his room, making tunes on his ones, his Spaniard friend knocks on the door because she's shaking for a bong.
Gina was her name. She would buy weed from Gino every day before she started her shifts at work and became a slave.
Gino asks Gina if she would lay some Spanish down on a song that he'd been working on. What could go possibly wrong?
He calls his friend Rev over, who is a wizz on the guitar, with ginger...
Sitting in his room, making tunes on his ones, his Spaniard friend knocks on the door because she's shaking for a bong.
Gina was her name. She would buy weed from Gino every day before she started her shifts at work and became a slave.
Gino asks Gina if she would lay some Spanish down on a song that he'd been working on. What could go possibly wrong?
He calls his friend Rev over, who is a wizz on the guitar, with ginger...
#art
#culture
#identity
#masculinity
#music
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They're For Her College Tuition
Jessica stripped and stood naked.
She allowed Brandon to shoot some photos.
They're for her college tuition.
She allowed Brandon to shoot some photos.
They're for her college tuition.
#art
#fiction
#friendship
#money
#sex
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Dabs
Dribble my dabs
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of...
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of...
#art
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In A Portrait Inside An Art School
Dad got
so mad when
he saw
his daughter Debbie
laying naked on
the sofa in a
portrait
inside an
art school.
so mad when
he saw
his daughter Debbie
laying naked on
the sofa in a
portrait
inside an
art school.
#art
#daughter
#dialogue
#fiction
#sex
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