Poems About Art by Top Critiquers
#art
A typical Sunday morning
As I looked into her blackhole,
I knew she needed to use the porcelain thrown
As I waited, I began working on my origami birds
20 minutes later, I heard a swishing, whirlpool like sound coming from the bathroom
She was like, "I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs"!
"Ok, Let's eat!"
I knew she needed to use the porcelain thrown
As I waited, I began working on my origami birds
20 minutes later, I heard a swishing, whirlpool like sound coming from the bathroom
She was like, "I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs"!
"Ok, Let's eat!"
#art
#food
#minimalist #ThrillSeeking
#minimalist #ThrillSeeking
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Painting - With my very good friend, Trillium
#erotic
#lover
#art
#sensual
#seductive
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4 Comments
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
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6 Comments
PoetSpeak ( Cowboy )
Expression series IV
#admiration
#art
#gratitude
#LifeAsAWriter
#respect
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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
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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
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Cord, Bottle Caps, Cardboard = ART
Collage
On
Recycled Amazon cardboard
Fluorescent Lime Cord
.99 at the Super Store
Gatorade Zero bottle caps
Labor - 15 minutes tops ..
Could easily hang in a museum
Instead
It stays with me
Priceless
On
Recycled Amazon cardboard
Fluorescent Lime Cord
.99 at the Super Store
Gatorade Zero bottle caps
Labor - 15 minutes tops ..
Could easily hang in a museum
Instead
It stays with me
Priceless
#art
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26 Comments
Mona Lisa
Cheesy smile,
Tranny face.
Not a woman. Just disgrace.
Just a Goddess of love and desire.
Cupid, Hermes, Eros; prior.
Now you're Christ,
the man himself.
The most expensive fakeness,
of an elf.
Silly vampire, creepy alien.
Blue god, or blue blood,
still not a woman.
Secret hand signs,
hidden knowledge,
Fake histories,
but very polished.
Mona Lisa who are you?
Stop the lies,
tell the truth.
Your not a butterfly.
Two doesn't become one.
It's man or woman,
then your done. ...
Tranny face.
Not a woman. Just disgrace.
Just a Goddess of love and desire.
Cupid, Hermes, Eros; prior.
Now you're Christ,
the man himself.
The most expensive fakeness,
of an elf.
Silly vampire, creepy alien.
Blue god, or blue blood,
still not a woman.
Secret hand signs,
hidden knowledge,
Fake histories,
but very polished.
Mona Lisa who are you?
Stop the lies,
tell the truth.
Your not a butterfly.
Two doesn't become one.
It's man or woman,
then your done. ...
#art
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8 Comments
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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12 Comments
THE NUDE
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
#art
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2 Comments
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
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Moaning Lisa
It looks like it might rain there...
judging from the sky...
...but I could get you wetter!
Long sleeves and gown...
a style of your day...
are you cold? Are your nipples hard?
Our skin tone is similar...
Our naked flesh would mix well...
hopefully you aren't...my ancestor!
I could make your little smile large
I'd crawl under your gown...
you'd be Moaning Lisa!
Then, we trade places!!!
Leonardo could watch (and paint)!
judging from the sky...
...but I could get you wetter!
Long sleeves and gown...
a style of your day...
are you cold? Are your nipples hard?
Our skin tone is similar...
Our naked flesh would mix well...
hopefully you aren't...my ancestor!
I could make your little smile large
I'd crawl under your gown...
you'd be Moaning Lisa!
Then, we trade places!!!
Leonardo could watch (and paint)!
#art
#sex
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