Poems About Art by Top Critiquers
#art
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 8:47pm
8th Feb 2025 8:47pm
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
88 reads
12 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 1:13am
2nd Jan 2025 1:13am
utter chaos
direct vision this is madness speaking
should you want to talk to me
twilghted grief, midnight, addresses me
child of discontent, what troubles you
painful need speaks with the language of ache
grieving in the eternal with internal haunts
my feelings bring hurtful memories
sulking in the shadows I pull back into the darkness
covering myself with inky clouds
diluting my hurt with liquor
the spirits comfort
walking in the shaded doom
inspecting the beauty of the grey
lingers my emotions and I cry ...
should you want to talk to me
twilghted grief, midnight, addresses me
child of discontent, what troubles you
painful need speaks with the language of ache
grieving in the eternal with internal haunts
my feelings bring hurtful memories
sulking in the shadows I pull back into the darkness
covering myself with inky clouds
diluting my hurt with liquor
the spirits comfort
walking in the shaded doom
inspecting the beauty of the grey
lingers my emotions and I cry ...
#art
#dark
104 reads
6 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 10:27am
29th Dec 2024 10:27am
a Grimoire 's art
my love is bronze sky
interlacing garlands being drawn
canvassing
this pain(t) is old
amidst vetiver hung low
veil fluttering patchouli
brittle bone brittle heart
jargon blushing brushing
I walk with Sappho
she whispers as her
proclaiming fingers hold
our fountain pens move
a name is given
ripe fruit rests
vessels ...
interlacing garlands being drawn
canvassing
this pain(t) is old
amidst vetiver hung low
veil fluttering patchouli
brittle bone brittle heart
jargon blushing brushing
I walk with Sappho
she whispers as her
proclaiming fingers hold
our fountain pens move
a name is given
ripe fruit rests
vessels ...
#art
133 reads
8 Comments
Her
Poem Published
10th Sep 2023 3:04pm
10th Sep 2023 3:04pm
Painting - With my very good friend, Trillium
#erotic
#lover
#art
#sensual
#seductive
274 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 8:06pm
5th Dec 2024 8:06pm
PoetSpeak ( Cowboy )
Expression series IV
#admiration
#art
#gratitude
#LifeAsAWriter
#respect
275 reads
13 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 12:18pm
3rd Nov 2019 12:18pm
DECADES OF INTERNALIZING THOUGHTS
Through our lives we will have to encounter situations that are just lessons learned from life for each encounter is a lesson of life, whether we learn the lessons or repeat it all over again like so many generations that have come and gone and been curse just passing it down from one set to another tribe of our lives bearly existencing to have life.
For when will it stop this changing who we are to just fit...
For when will it stop this changing who we are to just fit...
#technology
#money
#cars
#consumerism
#art
639 reads
3 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 8:18am
20th Oct 2024 8:18am
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
127 reads
12 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
28th Aug 2022 8:06pm
28th Aug 2022 8:06pm
THE NUDE
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
#art
395 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
29th Aug 2020 7:02pm
29th Aug 2020 7:02pm
amoebic minds of noisy pollutional mutations... absolves unto the Silent. Absolute. Truth: LOVE
august mercurial sunshine's an
intense powerplay of switching
degrees & unheard postures in
deadening twinges & brilliant
tinges of a slyly thievishness...
pretty d a n g e r o u s l y
of its quintessence- 'the sunniness' rays it rains...
with sudden sweepy shadowy p(l)ays it swapper sways...
cheap irony. timing the timeless Shakespeare,
“All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time...
intense powerplay of switching
degrees & unheard postures in
deadening twinges & brilliant
tinges of a slyly thievishness...
pretty d a n g e r o u s l y
of its quintessence- 'the sunniness' rays it rains...
with sudden sweepy shadowy p(l)ays it swapper sways...
cheap irony. timing the timeless Shakespeare,
“All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time...
#love
#sun
#silence
#spiritual
#art
476 reads
5 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Sep 2022 11:49pm
1st Sep 2022 11:49pm
For The Bookplates
A signal purpose in collecting tomes
Is to transform mere brains into a mind
Whereby rude dwellings become homes
In which great thought and virtue you will find.
And though the marks upon their pages
Are not necessarily so divine,
It will please both I and subsequent sages
If you would gently treat each graceful spine.
If, perchance, their titles don't show it
This library belongs to an artist
And her connubial night time poet
Who vainly thinks his verse the smartest.
So if we have a book that you revere
Just ask...
Is to transform mere brains into a mind
Whereby rude dwellings become homes
In which great thought and virtue you will find.
And though the marks upon their pages
Are not necessarily so divine,
It will please both I and subsequent sages
If you would gently treat each graceful spine.
If, perchance, their titles don't show it
This library belongs to an artist
And her connubial night time poet
Who vainly thinks his verse the smartest.
So if we have a book that you revere
Just ask...
#books
#art
269 reads
0 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
24th Sep 2018 2:17pm
24th Sep 2018 2:17pm
Dearest
i dream of you
in hues of azure
dream of erasing
the winterblues
with strokes
of hope
in our hands
a palette of
promises
shades of
us, waiting
to be painted
turning the dark
into a work of art
blending blues
on astral canvas
fusing in azure
if and when
i promise this
i will call you muse
in hues of azure
dream of erasing
the winterblues
with strokes
of hope
in our hands
a palette of
promises
shades of
us, waiting
to be painted
turning the dark
into a work of art
blending blues
on astral canvas
fusing in azure
if and when
i promise this
i will call you muse
#dreams
#art
1068 reads
28 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
16th Oct 2023 3:26pm
16th Oct 2023 3:26pm
super power: part 1
she wears it like an extension of herself
not an accessory or additional limb
but an extra sense
what she sees when she activates that super power
...is anyone's guess
but it's always worth the wait
I've tried to anticipate
it does no good
been gifted the opportunity to follow in her wake
strict understanding...
...be quiet & stay out of her way
easy enough
I used to gaze into the same direction I saw her looking
tried to capture what I thought she saw
nah...it doesn't work
still take the chance...
not an accessory or additional limb
but an extra sense
what she sees when she activates that super power
...is anyone's guess
but it's always worth the wait
I've tried to anticipate
it does no good
been gifted the opportunity to follow in her wake
strict understanding...
...be quiet & stay out of her way
easy enough
I used to gaze into the same direction I saw her looking
tried to capture what I thought she saw
nah...it doesn't work
still take the chance...
#love
#art
#admiration #daughter
#admiration #daughter
136 reads
4 Comments
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