Poems About Art by Top Critiquers
#art
Glaxian
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 3:50pm
14th Jan 2025 3:50pm
Ethereal
Ethereal
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
#art
#meditation
#mirror
#NewYear
#reading
43 reads
1 Comment
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
20th Jan 2023 4:59pm
20th Jan 2023 4:59pm
Abstract Triptych
I have just finished a triptych, two years in the making. It began with a photograph and ended up on canvas. The art was inspired by many things. Even in my darkest moment, I was driven to pursue these abstracts. I wrote and published some strange poems under two different profiles on this site, both of those profiles have been deleted. I want to apologise if I said weird stuff. I wasn't right during 2021. Here is the art, the only positive to come out of the madness.
I could tell you what it means but where's the fun in that.
They are heavily inspired by Poetspeaks...
I could tell you what it means but where's the fun in that.
They are heavily inspired by Poetspeaks...
#MentalHealth
#art
313 reads
10 Comments
Daenerys_Targaryen
Poem Published
10th Jun 2024 6:59pm
10th Jun 2024 6:59pm
Tale of two lovers
This is a tale of two lovers
preoccupied by one another
hands and mouths touch
cupid watches and hovers.
Soon as cupid decides to strike
breaths become very shallow
bodies begin to radiate heat
and every action feels hallow.
We two become intertwined
attempts of becoming one
our chests touch one another
boundaries quickly now undone.
As our bums would begin to thrust
heavy and thick becomes the air
our intimacy becomes ecstasy
two lovers eyes lock and stare.
Approaching on a mountaintop ...
preoccupied by one another
hands and mouths touch
cupid watches and hovers.
Soon as cupid decides to strike
breaths become very shallow
bodies begin to radiate heat
and every action feels hallow.
We two become intertwined
attempts of becoming one
our chests touch one another
boundaries quickly now undone.
As our bums would begin to thrust
heavy and thick becomes the air
our intimacy becomes ecstasy
two lovers eyes lock and stare.
Approaching on a mountaintop ...
#art
#erotic
#love
#romantic
#sensual
551 reads
9 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
18th May 2021 2:43pm
18th May 2021 2:43pm
GAEA'S GREEN WORLD
A green world is ideally idyllic
the serene sky so high is teal
reflecting on shades of forest green
at times outstanding landscapes
of apple and yellow-green
the fields are moss green
the lake spring green
the sea is a constant movement
of camouflage and olive green
avocado green fish teems
the serene sky so high is teal
reflecting on shades of forest green
at times outstanding landscapes
of apple and yellow-green
the fields are moss green
the lake spring green
the sea is a constant movement
of camouflage and olive green
avocado green fish teems
#nature
#art
694 reads
3 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 1:55am
28th Feb 2024 1:55am
Dichotomy of Mind and Heart
Scientifically, legally obliged,
Unique, original, individual,
Intepretation applies,
Unironically unifying,
With definitions, semantics, observations, context,
Proving conviction,
In motive and intent,
Where beneath the surface,
There is judgment and opinion...
I see potential for art and heart.
Artistic, disposed imagination,
That's literal, physical, technical, carnal,
Perceives emotional attention span,
Vicariously separate,
In pride, prejudice, bias, and partiality,
Where any truth...
Unique, original, individual,
Intepretation applies,
Unironically unifying,
With definitions, semantics, observations, context,
Proving conviction,
In motive and intent,
Where beneath the surface,
There is judgment and opinion...
I see potential for art and heart.
Artistic, disposed imagination,
That's literal, physical, technical, carnal,
Perceives emotional attention span,
Vicariously separate,
In pride, prejudice, bias, and partiality,
Where any truth...
#science
#humankind
#art
#metaphor
#morality
188 reads
6 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
…and so, we dance
Misunderstandings
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
#dialogue
#art
161 reads
8 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
147 reads
5 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 7:19pm
24th Mar 2024 7:19pm
Still Life
If we broke it down
into palatable pieces
I’d of said something
about Jackson Pollock
and the colour of blood
how I’d never seen red
roll down glass outside
of movies.
Perhaps there’d be
the part where your spit
hit a cheek. How it burned
with the fury of lava—
this skin, a village
waiting for destruction
all terror,
all terror in the flood.
Some days, I float above fists
thinking of them as canvasses
on crooked easels. Blots
on fingers, feet &...
into palatable pieces
I’d of said something
about Jackson Pollock
and the colour of blood
how I’d never seen red
roll down glass outside
of movies.
Perhaps there’d be
the part where your spit
hit a cheek. How it burned
with the fury of lava—
this skin, a village
waiting for destruction
all terror,
all terror in the flood.
Some days, I float above fists
thinking of them as canvasses
on crooked easels. Blots
on fingers, feet &...
#art
#StreamOfConsciousness
#DomesticViolence #metaphor
#DomesticViolence #metaphor
289 reads
12 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 3:28am
6th Nov 2022 3:28am
tapestries
in tapestries of ambient
sounds of words so quickly spent
with meanings lost in endless streams
vanishing into daydreams
while coalescing consciousness
sometimes more and sometimes less
with thoughts as visions which are shared
exposing what we've thought and dared
in the silence where mind rests
where rhythmic pulsing manifests
as molecules of air in waves
radiate for days and days...
as thoughts keep dripping into mind
stimulating all the time
crystallizing thoughts as words
sounds vibrating to be...
sounds of words so quickly spent
with meanings lost in endless streams
vanishing into daydreams
while coalescing consciousness
sometimes more and sometimes less
with thoughts as visions which are shared
exposing what we've thought and dared
in the silence where mind rests
where rhythmic pulsing manifests
as molecules of air in waves
radiate for days and days...
as thoughts keep dripping into mind
stimulating all the time
crystallizing thoughts as words
sounds vibrating to be...
#uplifting
#PowerOfWords
#art
378 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 2:39pm
21st Dec 2024 2:39pm
You Sure You Want To Be Only A Friend?
Rebecca was posing for Michael.
Then, she slipped off her bikini top.
That turned him on quick.
Then, she slipped off her bikini top.
That turned him on quick.
#art
#beauty
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
142 reads
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