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Paint Poems - Poems about Paint

Paint Poems - Examples of all types of poems about paint to share and read. This list of new poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, and famous examples for paint.
Premium Member Such an Inspiration--Grandma Moses
... Young Anna* worked with yarn and loved a quilting bee, but someday she’d do works that all the world would see. Her genius flourished late in life and freely flowed, for not by man but nature ......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, art,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Homesick Heart
... Love is the water of life. Drink it down with heart and soul. - Rumi I remember the nights I swiftly swerved oceanic songs with olive shells on sandy shores, look......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, deep,
Form: Romanticism
Premium Member Some Other Poet, White Iris
... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, muse,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Picture of War
...Some paint a picture Of the glory of war The rich will get richer The poor will stay poor The mourners will mourn From shore to shore The dead will stay dead Forever more......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, war,
Form: Rhyme
Stories
...In whispered words, on parchment old, Or campfire tales beneath the stars, Stories unfold, a world untold, Where hearts take flight and leave their scars. From grand adventures, battles bold,......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, beauty, courage, education, endurance,
Form: Free verse



Life is a picture
...History awaits for it's train to the past. The future awaits for it's train to the present. History blows a kiss of comforting memories. You linger on to History, Yet History is quick to board hi......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, art, destiny, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Why Do I Paint Myself The Villian?
...Why do I paint myself the villain? Why do I see everyone else as a saint? What makes them so great? I know I make mistakes, But don't they? Why do I paint myself the villain? Why do we thin......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, deep, forgiveness, identity, introspection,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member SPRINGTIME PALETTE
...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ feathered friends chirp inside my head, their glittering wing tips a conductor's wand coloring my world in the trill of birdsong, drifting springtime ......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, bird, flower, spring,
Form: Free verse
Mirror's War
...In the weeping crack of dawn, a battleground unfurls, Reflected in the mirror’s gaze, a storm behind two girls One, a wisp of tattered light, eyes shimmering with tears The other, a vicious shadow......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, confusion, dark, hurt, mental
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Metaphors in Psychedelic ink
...Quote: “To fathom hell, or soar angelic, just take a pinch of psychedelic” -- H. Osmond In the realm of metaphors, where words take flight, A kaleidoscope of colors, a psychedelic delight. Li......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, psychological,
Form: Rhyme
On Fasting
...Does the feasting of a little cat make a tiger strong? Does the fasting of a tiger make a plump kitten weak? Is fasting a righteous rite? Is feasting morally wrong? Isn't the cleanliness of the he......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, jesus,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member I Like Walking
...I don't fish but sometimes wish I could golf or work on cars; Or that I could paint or carve; Or that I had a lifelong buddy; Or that I had a lifelong hobby. I lived among people who loved to......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, health, heart, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Tulips
...Blooming tulips paint In kaleidoscope color A landscape beauty.......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, beauty, flower, garden, nature,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member When Dawn Drifts Into Enchanted Meadows
...*When Dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, listen to the choruses of birds’ song. Feel on your skin the wind that softly blows. Hear the crickets too which with birds chirp along. Right befo......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, nature,
Form: Sonnet
I'll hold on the line mom
...Even though you didn't even asked me to, I am wearing two different types of shoe'. ,, Safer, I'll show!", I point out to people while they make me low. Glow is marked on my face, cause what is hap......Read the rest...
Categories: paint, kiss,
Form: Tetractys

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