Nice poems so far. Araugggh! Bogged on mine right now! It will come through!
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Nice poems so far. Araugggh! Bogged on mine right now! It will come through!
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The ideal not flesh
But spirit inside contained
Beauty in chaos of mind
hm. half haiku half tanka . . . ?
*grin*
Keep 'em coming; what with the view of London and the oddly Byzantine (in the manner of W B Yeats) and the half-tanker (heh heh), I am beginning to feel like the picture looks. And I haven't been on any hallucinogenic drugs...
Here you go Rintrah ;P. At least with this I stand a chance at barely comparing with you! I tried really hard:
In the following poem I present minute descriptive imagery
of the most recent contest picture. All of the imagery (covert and overt)
might not be noticed if read over too quickly, so I'd ask
that the readers/critics/judge read it slowly line by line,
while looking at the picture periodically to notice
exactly what I'm describing. Thanks in advance and good luck
to all. :)
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Geometric Tropic Saints
The Pervasive song is mosaic twirls,
warmly inviting Carribean Color,
giving shape,
in form and grace,
to postures painting rainbow wonders,
Taking intuition,
Making passion,
through angular knee
geometry
low rectangle, low triangle,
with outpost block to rest a hand,
a left leg, a swan end,
a high hand, a white head,
one foot down, its three-toed leg
for nature's drift on brick walk,
brown faced sweetness, cocked far left,
in bows of greatness,
in motley's twists,
in oily skins to mark saints' meekness,
in gracious flow.....
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for which it stands
Adolescent09
© 3/12/07
Order From Chaos
Vibrant yellow and pink slashes
Form a bodice and tutu—
Seemingly meaningless scrawls become
Dancer’s arms and legs in poise.
Roses bloom among controlled chaos—
Faces finely formed lost in the artistic surf,
My artist’s eye looks for perspective,
That single focused vanishing point.
Note the leg just right off center—
Formed in bold scrawls like all the rest,
Careless, daring, seemingly random whorls.
Focus microscopically upon it just a moment—
Hidden meaning in plain sight may be found—
Naked is the best disguise—
Al Hirschfeld would enjoy the irony.
In his works you find the hidden “Nina’s,”
What message is there hidden here?
Pendragon
© 3/12/07
To show you what I mean, here's an Al Hirschfeld. Can you find Nina? Look closely...
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Wow guys, looks like some amazing poetry there! Everyone has used such gorgeous imagery, Im going through a little block right now myself but am pretty certain of my participation later on. :)
Pen - I used to look at those Hirschfeld paintings all the time!! They're great! :)
I loved them, and was addicted to finding the "Nina's" Nina was his daughter's name, and he incorporated in into every drawing as often as possible. Knowing where to look, I count at least five in this one, with several other possibles. It has been said that Hirschfeld drawings have been used for mental training. If you can find his hidden "Nina's", you are sharp, but that is only hearsay...http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...ne/picasso.gif
Pen
She never taught one,
How could she. She was worried.
Still that could not become her fate.
She might have started late.
Tust me, I’ve poured over her ‘form’
(Her thighs are great :)
Here's one from the one-frame future.
Sorta...: )
In our father’s sunshine, we were just outlines
In our mother’s orchards, we were shade
My sisters and I, we were free.
Till he came by, taught us why
The sunsets butchery exists.
How we could never die.
...just wondered if there was an art forum out there posting sketches to poetry.