Analysed Poems - Poems about Analysed

ubiquitous tactile happenings forever traced in form of moods in waiting engagingly radiant expansive& eerily beautiful unforgettable haunting presence in representation morphed into patterned people places images depicted thought pauses gathered in the readymade created or found...

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drawing upon the commonplace of life bean tin kitsch bin contemplated large & dramatique seemingly fun & part comique candy floss characters & fifteen minute fame...

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Colour intermingled in the spectator’s eye Divisions juxtapose ‘as is’ moment ..dot.. by dot.. frozen forever as a ‘still-life’ shot Colours in contrast one next to another patiently painted dab by dab Planes into particles pigments of paint in patches react divisionist, pointillist juxtapose into our eye colour flows. Meticulous,mechanical the illusion into shape palettes of the fleeting made permanent...

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With fingers bent he brushed no more scissors ...

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Spontaneity drips involuntary &yet deliberate arrested moments from above joyous expression of inhibitions inner experience made free to be turmoil released ..a twist here and there unreal accidents in time and space...

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MATISSE MAIDENS Maidens..so many. Marguerite dressed so neat Laurette and Lorette so sad, so sweet. The upstairs maid with Greta Moll his still life doll. Odalisques curves and shapes, in colour and drapes. Chapeaux and Chevelure with locks astray. A sister or two,and a wife, green with envy, to paint and portray...

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Three dimensions share one frontal view side &back converge- stark styles merge into symbolic ...

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silhouettes & blurs become simple detail disintegrates out of focus shapes become fusions of reflections colour shimmers impressions melt into memory of ...

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stroll within my picture.. thereby be a part understand me love what you see reflection,makes me whole no writing or talking.. only looking..and looking...

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a drawbridge is seen a yellow carriage ground grass so very green sky and water blue in a frame of gold decorate the scene as if in a dream a starry night cypresses over a field of corn great sunflowers a symphony of yellow blue fields as far as the eye can be seen exaggerated proportions bring intangible thrills over&over ...

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Analysed In pieces, A broken mirror Splinters of reflection leering at the sky, Dry and lifeless, Gasping, drowning in a dingy flood A river, a tempest, a storm Forlorn. 'You are the fragile one' she told me, you smiled and clutched my hand. 'You are the fragile one' she said, I smiled as you clutched my hand, Did you understand? Fragile? Me? Yes but in what sense? Glass is fragile, and...

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