Poems About Art by Top Critiquers
#art
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
139 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 6:22pm
8th Mar 2024 6:22pm
Music in Motion
I was young when I first saw that array of movement and color
That giant wall of sound reverberating through my ears
It left an impression deeply embedded on my mind and soul
Something that lingered in my heart for many, many years
It was physically demanding and technically challenging
But in those days I longed to improve and make the big leagues
Ensembles weaving together beautifully like poetry and music
Each part moving independently but as one unit at high speeds
Through the decades drills like Z pulls and disappearing crosses ...
That giant wall of sound reverberating through my ears
It left an impression deeply embedded on my mind and soul
Something that lingered in my heart for many, many years
It was physically demanding and technically challenging
But in those days I longed to improve and make the big leagues
Ensembles weaving together beautifully like poetry and music
Each part moving independently but as one unit at high speeds
Through the decades drills like Z pulls and disappearing crosses ...
#music
#memories
#art
176 reads
2 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 7:55pm
2nd Feb 2023 7:55pm
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
315 reads
8 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 5:03pm
12th Feb 2025 5:03pm
Eat Me
Well sorta ..
New Art concept
Place Mats
What do you think ??
New Art concept
Place Mats
What do you think ??
#art
#food
#minimalist
90 reads
14 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 1:00am
5th Aug 2024 1:00am
Draw me
You wanted fire
to burn your insides.
Something to inspire...
You to express yourself
Draw me
on the subway wall.
I can be your next stop
Where you get off.
Draw me
The attraction is visible.
I am naked
in curvy sensual lines
And also weave in
some wavy golden strands
with dark shadows cast
along the body and soul
Trace the edges.
Press hard against me,
Baring down
bold and defining
Drawing you inside me
touching, kissing, more
And...
to burn your insides.
Something to inspire...
You to express yourself
Draw me
on the subway wall.
I can be your next stop
Where you get off.
Draw me
The attraction is visible.
I am naked
in curvy sensual lines
And also weave in
some wavy golden strands
with dark shadows cast
along the body and soul
Trace the edges.
Press hard against me,
Baring down
bold and defining
Drawing you inside me
touching, kissing, more
And...
#art
#FallingInLove
#lust
#passion
#sensual
732 reads
49 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
27th May 2023 1:05am
27th May 2023 1:05am
Third (by random chance)
You fill my thoughts
And alone,
I seek to capture you in sketches
Rough outlines
Each more refined
Of the you who captivates me
Be my muse, who already are
Would you pose for me
Steady beneath the measure of my gaze
Studying the shadows fall of supple curves
Reflected light
And that certain something in your stare
Seeing you for all you are
Conveying the whisper of desire
What is the tempest which drives me to be
Both captive and creator
Seeking to make art that lives and...
And alone,
I seek to capture you in sketches
Rough outlines
Each more refined
Of the you who captivates me
Be my muse, who already are
Would you pose for me
Steady beneath the measure of my gaze
Studying the shadows fall of supple curves
Reflected light
And that certain something in your stare
Seeing you for all you are
Conveying the whisper of desire
What is the tempest which drives me to be
Both captive and creator
Seeking to make art that lives and...
#love
#art
188 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
Color Storm
I vibe at the confluence of purple and pink
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
#art
#beauty
#emotions
89 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 11:50pm
16th Feb 2025 11:50pm
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
44 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 10:51pm
12th Mar 2023 10:51pm
An Evening With Chad Boseman
A beautiful evening in Cincinnati, Ohio with the Cincinnati Pop Orchestra
A Marvel Studios
Black Panther Concert
03-11-23
7:30 pm
This was a little weekend get-a-way, and I have waited for this symphonic performance for so long.
You cannot attend this composed performance until 03-17-23, at the Philadelphia Orchestra and I wanted to get a sneak preview, and I am a ticket holder to the arts.
And the movie Black Panther staring Chad Boseman, who is one of my favorite actors, and what better way to pay by...
A Marvel Studios
Black Panther Concert
03-11-23
7:30 pm
This was a little weekend get-a-way, and I have waited for this symphonic performance for so long.
You cannot attend this composed performance until 03-17-23, at the Philadelphia Orchestra and I wanted to get a sneak preview, and I am a ticket holder to the arts.
And the movie Black Panther staring Chad Boseman, who is one of my favorite actors, and what better way to pay by...
#LifeAsAWriter
#art
#admiration #passion
#admiration #passion
557 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
16th May 2024 4:39am
16th May 2024 4:39am
Dear diary (how to be an artist)
People keep telling me I have a gift, like being gifted means I should be something, instead of someone. I'm that asshole that is good at almost anything I try my hand at, and in a way everything means nothing, because did I earn it if I didn't have to work hard to make it happen?
I also genuinely don't give a fuck about the fact that I'm a gifted writer, artist and photographer. I used to be in an art group, and there were some successful older artists there that asked me where I studied. I didn't study anywhere. Everything I am is self taught. I didn't finish high school, and...
I also genuinely don't give a fuck about the fact that I'm a gifted writer, artist and photographer. I used to be in an art group, and there were some successful older artists there that asked me where I studied. I didn't study anywhere. Everything I am is self taught. I didn't finish high school, and...
#art
#confessional
#SelfWorth #StreamOfConsciousness
#SelfWorth #StreamOfConsciousness
205 reads
11 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
25th Oct 2024 2:10pm
Warhol of Love
Warhol of Love
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
“Your bed sheets are tangled as though you’d just come in from a drunk. You must drink like a fish to have let your bed get into such a disarray.”
“I am a social drinker. Just a glass of Pinot Noir gets me through the night.”
“In the spirit of the women’s temperance society I look askance at men who need alcohol to make their nights placid. Is the liquor a red herring for a deeper existential angst such as a conflict between the id and the superego?”
“Not at all. My self-esteem is just fine why thank you.”
“I see you...
#art
#books
#funny
#learning
#romantic
134 reads
4 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 8:41am
22nd Nov 2024 8:41am
the blind man and the musician
if i could
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
#admiration
#art
#happiness
#inspirational
#music
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4 Comments
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