Art Poems | Examples of Art Poetry

Marcel Duchamp (French Dada artist, 1887 - 1968) Marcel Duchamp is most celebrated for a woman rushing down a stairwell naked, a painting critics mocked from the start as degenerate French modern art. Wives sighed relief she’s less than revealing so invited their husbands for a viewing. Duchamp painted her stripped of any garb apropos to the art of the time – avant garde...

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Worry endlessly draining the soul out of me. Trying to make room for my acceptance to be free. And there stood God....hearing my prayer and not answering. Girl you have to walk this walk alone. I will not talk to you. Maybe I am inside you....

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Before there’s an auction, I visit the site To check out the artwork For my own delight. I don’t plan on bidding, With prices so high, But look to see what, In my dreams, I might buy. Today, saw a sculpture By someone whose art Is familiar and always Brings joy to my heart. He’s Tom Otterness – please Google him for a peek At the various people He sculpts...

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Within the hazy clouds of the cosmos, Amongst the glint of boiling stars and asphyxiating dust, Where phantasmal realms dance with bleak reality, Lie the foundations of new life in the universe’s incubator. Specks of calcium cling to asteroids bound for distant galaxies, While water vapour forms crystals upon comets, Hurling hope toward unknown planets. Birth, death, and rebirth happen within the...

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Monday morning woke up at eight, it was a splendid morning cool before the day becomes serious and demanding attention  belonging to the 1% of people born before the second world war, I'm often awake  in the night before falling asleep again  my first thought was not profound, but about coffee, I had to drink it black since  I had forgotten to buy milk switched...

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Atop the edge where silence leans, A figure stands — the dusk between. No name, no face the canvas shows, Just wind that hums what no one knows. The sky explodes in molten fire, A final gasp of day's desire. It stains the clouds in crimson breath, A masterpiece that flirts with death. Does he await or does he grieve? Or dream of flight...

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the date it was late when my date entered the kitchen closed, but the waiter served We had gateau with white wine, but he refused to give me red wine as it doesn't go well with cakes she drank a whole bottle and got giggly at an outdoor kiosk, I bought two hot dogs, one with mustard, the other with ketchup, I ate...

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at the pharmacy ome books in my bookshelf are unread  and can stay the way, I need not read  everything printed depression hangs over the landscape like dust on windows tells me the obvious come clean me now When finally going ashore, I had floated like an ant on an oak leaf, I was baffled electricity bills have to be paid the pharmacy is...

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As I continue to deep in myself with poetry I discover a new language, foreign Almost like unscrambling the word pattern Using a mixture of ingredients to describe a pride Finding early 2000 websites to create a blog Showing people my words anonymously. Hello new world! Please welcome me with such care. ...

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sky cracked hunchback moon spreads her bed window soft glow staging chasing nighttime lifetime coming going sleep tears sleep fears brim full hollow...

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Monkey don't love you real; goodbye... To stay alive is a taboo, Except you are put on standby- Banana next to bid adieu. Bankers don't lend you funds for free, To uncover your house address- Except you are up to foresee... Trustee of good record's finesse. Farmers don't store for long in barn; To make ends meet for just upkeep, Except it...

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I need friend To spend these empty days of mine Where I talk to myself And try to make myself happy To have a coffee To drink a little bit To take a walk To give a hug The universe wants me cold As I live this solitary life....

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Nagasaki There are nights when things become clear  when the Pacific Ocean lived up to its name  I sat on deck, listened to the heartbeat of the vessel, which ticked faster when an engineer  opened a door and came out on the deck Laughter in the mess hall, no, I was not at ease in their company, too old at sixty I have...

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As high as you go, You must go just as low, It's the wave flow of life, Carrying you where you want to go. Muscles won't grow, If you don't show, Drop your fear and go, In the direction of your connection. Change your perception, Experience heaven, Fall into another lesson, It's a natural progression. A...

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