Poems about Art
#art
Poems about art, primarily visual arts, such as painting or sculpture. Here you'll find poetry about human artistic skill and imagination, poems about the power of art to create beauty and stir emotions.
Kirstie's Really Got Guts

#art
#betrayal
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
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Why is Art?
I sometimes think
that when you’re young
you think of art as
a provocation,
and when you’re old
you take it as
a comfort more
than anything,
and in between
it serves as both
depending on
each need and want.
that when you’re young
you think of art as
a provocation,
and when you’re old
you take it as
a comfort more
than anything,
and in between
it serves as both
depending on
each need and want.
#aging
#art
#MovingOn #SelfDiscovery
#MovingOn #SelfDiscovery
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One Session With An Artist
She walked towards the artist.
She dropped the robe and sat naked.
The artist paints her portrait.
She dropped the robe and sat naked.
The artist paints her portrait.
#acceptance
#art
#fiction
#sex
#success
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As Ready As You Are
I'm ready, Gary. Are you?
Yes, Heather. As ready as you are.
Okay, Julianne. Let's do this.
Gary, press your naked body against Heather's.
And stand still while I snap pictures.
Yes, Heather. As ready as you are.
Okay, Julianne. Let's do this.
Gary, press your naked body against Heather's.
And stand still while I snap pictures.
#art
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
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What She Did In Front Of An Art School Class
Marina stepped into the classroom.
She dropped her robe and stood naked.
She gave Scott a smile.
She dropped her robe and stood naked.
She gave Scott a smile.
#art
#fiction
#lover
#school
#sex
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A World in Chains
How do you uncage a mind—
When the world is in chains?
Your tongue twists knives into brushstrokes,
measuring tape strangling wild winds,
trying to tame, frame, name—
caging the sky in a box too small for its storms.
Cemented thought-cracks splitting—
shards of why, / dissecting the veins of a butterfly’s cry,
your hands scalp the storm,
make a map from the scream—
like naming a star cages its fire.
You gut the unknown, call it science—
burn the art, call it proof—
turn passion into puzzles,
art into...
When the world is in chains?
Your tongue twists knives into brushstrokes,
measuring tape strangling wild winds,
trying to tame, frame, name—
caging the sky in a box too small for its storms.
Cemented thought-cracks splitting—
shards of why, / dissecting the veins of a butterfly’s cry,
your hands scalp the storm,
make a map from the scream—
like naming a star cages its fire.
You gut the unknown, call it science—
burn the art, call it proof—
turn passion into puzzles,
art into...
#art
#scary
#WritingPoetry
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That Made Benedict Look With Confused Eyes
Elizabeth walked towards the pool.
She allowed her robe to slide off.
Benedict snapped a few photos.
Then, Elizabeth slowly licked her own lips.
That made Benedict look with confused eyes.
She allowed her robe to slide off.
Benedict snapped a few photos.
Then, Elizabeth slowly licked her own lips.
That made Benedict look with confused eyes.
#art
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#sex
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old bloke over there looks vaguely familiar
in the national portrait
gallery
and I don’t recognise anyone
but then we always start first
in the café
gallery
and I don’t recognise anyone
but then we always start first
in the café
#art
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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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Limp Sound Display (collaboration with PAR)
Unwind the clock
there far beyond the beyond
where there is no one else
the world's on fire
on the waters he walks
humanity also walks...
passing the time with song
humming happy thoughts
Mouse falls into a trap
volcanoes explode islands
birds in my tree
birds destroy their nests
a rainy day, wash the hate away
like seahorse cowboys
singing their song
mushroom clouds dissipate
strawberries mean love
Let your body go with the wind
let your body free from your mind
Find the stairway at the...
there far beyond the beyond
where there is no one else
the world's on fire
on the waters he walks
humanity also walks...
passing the time with song
humming happy thoughts
Mouse falls into a trap
volcanoes explode islands
birds in my tree
birds destroy their nests
a rainy day, wash the hate away
like seahorse cowboys
singing their song
mushroom clouds dissipate
strawberries mean love
Let your body go with the wind
let your body free from your mind
Find the stairway at the...
#admiration
#art
#collaboration
#dreams
#utopia
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12 Comments
Limp Sound Display (Collaboration with Vision_of_insanity)
Unwind the clock
there far beyond the beyond
where there is no one else
the world's on fire
on the waters he walks
humanity also walks...
passing the time with song
humming happy thoughts
Mouse falls into a trap
volcanoes explode islands
birds in my tree
birds destroy their nests
a rainy day, wash the hate away
like seahorse cowboys
singing their song
mushroom clouds dissipate
strawberries mean love
Let your body go with the wind
let your body free from your mind
Find...
there far beyond the beyond
where there is no one else
the world's on fire
on the waters he walks
humanity also walks...
passing the time with song
humming happy thoughts
Mouse falls into a trap
volcanoes explode islands
birds in my tree
birds destroy their nests
a rainy day, wash the hate away
like seahorse cowboys
singing their song
mushroom clouds dissipate
strawberries mean love
Let your body go with the wind
let your body free from your mind
Find...
#admiration
#art
#collaboration
#funny
#respect
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Mom And Dad Would Really Go Nuts
Even though
I did agree to pose
for this photo assignment piece of
yours, I still am not going to get naked for
Mom and Dad would really go nuts
if I were to do that
here and now.
I did agree to pose
for this photo assignment piece of
yours, I still am not going to get naked for
Mom and Dad would really go nuts
if I were to do that
here and now.
#art
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#sex
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