Gregory Richard Barden Poet Free verse

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ville vivante -

brush in hand, he breathes life to paper ...

      columns ... bejeweled and sparkling
         like blades of shimmering grass
   piercing the night as star-flecked stalagmites
fingers of phosphorescent proficiency

      flickering with the finest of human accomplishment
         and twirling through the ether like fairies
   darting and dancing to the throb of frantic grids below
glowing girders and gangling spires, agleam

      trembling with the concerns of life
         and dressed in the temperate weight of wonder
   a thousand stories born each elegant instant
countless dramas and conundrums

      spinning to their inexorable ends
         numberless breaths gasped and giggled
   heart-upon-heart pumping ire and exasperation
thrumming with passions, proved and pondered

      or the typic pulse of the prosaic
         a glistening garden of "la condition humaine"
   a beast born of concrete and light ...
its urbane and provocative heart, beating ...

      the canvas has come ... to LIFE!







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Something Bigger Than Myself" Poetry Contest,
Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor.

N/A'd in the "Cityscape" Poetry Contest.

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Peter Hackwell February 19, 2019 at 5:29 PM I enjoyed this. It is exciting and vibrant. Full of imagery, which I found Futuristic in its movement style. Gregory Richard Barden February 20, 2019 at 7:03 PM That's very kind of you, Peter, and I'm so pleased that you found this one worthy of praise! Blessings, my friend! :-)

Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 10:22 PM Greg, a beautiful poem, congratulations on your well deserved first place win ! Gregory Richard Barden February 20, 2019 at 7:02 PM Many kind thanks to you, Constance, I greatly appreciate it, my friend! :-) <3

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2019 at 1:44 PM I have my own intimacy with the city, predisposing me to love this piece <3 ooh it just made me think of This City Never Sleeps... Lennox, nice ear worm ;) Congratulations on your win. xomo! Gregory Richard Barden February 20, 2019 at 7:02 PM Oh, thank you so much, Maureen, I so greatly appreciate the kind words, and I'm happy that you liked this one! :-)

Line Gauthier February 7, 2019 at 12:43 PM This poem fit the theme splendidly. Congrats again, Gregory. Gregory Richard Barden February 20, 2019 at 7:01 PM Thank you so very much, Line, I greatly appreciate this - I am so honored and humbled that you felt it worthy! I have felt that this was one of my better poems, but it has not gotten much love before this, (not sure why), so it's very special to give it a bit of visibility - thank you! :-) <3

Line Gauthier May 20, 2018 at 7:33 AM Well done, Gregory. Congrats on your gold medal win. Gregory Richard Barden June 30, 2018 at 7:41 PM Thank you, Line! :-) <3

Daniel Turner May 13, 2018 at 11:40 AM I am a simple plain country boy. i prefer my columns to be mighty oaks, the quiet path in the woods, the peaceful conversation of a babbling brook and watching the serenity of fireflies playing at night in a cooling summer shower. A bucolic lifestyle is what gives me life. However, i did enjoy your wonderfully written poem, Greg:) Gregory Richard Barden May 13, 2018 at 8:07 PM I agree, Daniel, wholeheartedly - I spent my childhood and youth outdoors - skiing, blazing dirt bike trails through the woods, fishing, camping, skating, and to this day live in the country, but I love the city as well, and went to school in Boston, Worcester, NYC. I plan to live in the tropics, (South Pacific) and end my years there, (as I once lived in the Caribbean as well), but I am in Maine now where I grew up. I guess I adapt to wherever I am! Many thanks, friend! :-)