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.
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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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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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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