Poems About Art Published by Members Recently Online
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 10:49am
22nd Dec 2024 10:49am
Painting
I pick up my brush.
And I don't paint in a rush.
I begin to paint a rosy bush.
Roses,covered in thorns.
I paint a lively,blue sky.
And bumblebees,birds that begin to fly.
Maybe an ocean,a cloud that cry.
With soothing sounds of rain.
I'll paint myself and I won't feel any pain.
Maybe a rainbow on the other side.
And color palette in which I take pride.
Let's paint ourselves together like a work of art.
Because things have been rough and we worked hard.
Let us paint us on a stage far away from home.
A...
And I don't paint in a rush.
I begin to paint a rosy bush.
Roses,covered in thorns.
I paint a lively,blue sky.
And bumblebees,birds that begin to fly.
Maybe an ocean,a cloud that cry.
With soothing sounds of rain.
I'll paint myself and I won't feel any pain.
Maybe a rainbow on the other side.
And color palette in which I take pride.
Let's paint ourselves together like a work of art.
Because things have been rough and we worked hard.
Let us paint us on a stage far away from home.
A...
#art
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 10:49am
22nd Dec 2024 10:49am
Painting
I pick up my brush.
And I don't paint in a rush.
I begin to paint a rosy bush.
Roses,covered in thorns.
I paint a lively,blue sky.
And bumblebees,birds that begin to fly.
Maybe an ocean,a cloud that cry.
With soothing sounds of rain.
I'll paint myself and I won't feel any pain.
Maybe a rainbow on the other side.
And color palette in which I take pride.
Let's paint ourselves together like a work of art.
Because things have been rough and we worked hard.
Let us paint us on a stage far away from home.
A...
And I don't paint in a rush.
I begin to paint a rosy bush.
Roses,covered in thorns.
I paint a lively,blue sky.
And bumblebees,birds that begin to fly.
Maybe an ocean,a cloud that cry.
With soothing sounds of rain.
I'll paint myself and I won't feel any pain.
Maybe a rainbow on the other side.
And color palette in which I take pride.
Let's paint ourselves together like a work of art.
Because things have been rough and we worked hard.
Let us paint us on a stage far away from home.
A...
#art
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
Quatern Nr.06 — Age of Taboos
This is the age of many taboos
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
#politics
#art
#NaPoWriMo2019
881 reads
16 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
Quatern Nr.06 — Age of Taboos
This is the age of many taboos
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
#politics
#art
#NaPoWriMo2019
881 reads
16 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
29th Apr 2019 3:12pm
Quatern Nr.06 — Age of Taboos
This is the age of many taboos
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
hiding behind that old smokescreen ‘denier’
stifling debate and contorting your views
stoking emotions yet higher and higher
Don’t talk of structural evil imposed
this is the age of many taboos
doors to our freedoms are constantly closed
limiting options still open to choose
Confusion is sown through the fakery news
people bewildered are reaching for pills
this is the age of many taboos
with knock-on effects for our communal ills ...
#politics
#art
#NaPoWriMo2019
881 reads
16 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
Strength Within - Visual Poem
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#art
5337 reads
9 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
Strength Within - Visual Poem
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#art
5337 reads
9 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
Strength Within - Visual Poem
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#art
5337 reads
9 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
Strength Within - Visual Poem
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#art
5337 reads
9 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
3rd Oct 2017 6:57am
Strength Within - Visual Poem
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#art
5337 reads
9 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 6:43am
24th Jan 2024 6:43am
Stela I and Stela II
Planted in your courtyard
Under the oaks
Bound by the backs of buildings
pedestrian paths
falling into disuse.
For now,
no longer a convenient route
The rain falls and the sun sets
Shadows of bare winter branches.
In your crowded courtyard
perhaps you see a glimpse
of pink and red sunsets
reflected from clouds overhead.
How do you and your sister pass the time?
Growing old with the oaks
Are you lonely without people to gaze upon you?
As a monument,
I assume you were created to be viewed...
Under the oaks
Bound by the backs of buildings
pedestrian paths
falling into disuse.
For now,
no longer a convenient route
The rain falls and the sun sets
Shadows of bare winter branches.
In your crowded courtyard
perhaps you see a glimpse
of pink and red sunsets
reflected from clouds overhead.
How do you and your sister pass the time?
Growing old with the oaks
Are you lonely without people to gaze upon you?
As a monument,
I assume you were created to be viewed...
#WritingPoetry
#art
183 reads
5 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 6:43am
24th Jan 2024 6:43am
Stela I and Stela II
Planted in your courtyard
Under the oaks
Bound by the backs of buildings
pedestrian paths
falling into disuse.
For now,
no longer a convenient route
The rain falls and the sun sets
Shadows of bare winter branches.
In your crowded courtyard
perhaps you see a glimpse
of pink and red sunsets
reflected from clouds overhead.
How do you and your sister pass the time?
Growing old with the oaks
Are you lonely without people to gaze upon you?
As a monument,
I assume you were created to be viewed...
Under the oaks
Bound by the backs of buildings
pedestrian paths
falling into disuse.
For now,
no longer a convenient route
The rain falls and the sun sets
Shadows of bare winter branches.
In your crowded courtyard
perhaps you see a glimpse
of pink and red sunsets
reflected from clouds overhead.
How do you and your sister pass the time?
Growing old with the oaks
Are you lonely without people to gaze upon you?
As a monument,
I assume you were created to be viewed...
#WritingPoetry
#art
183 reads
5 Comments
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