And who would find fault
with the perfect way
she clearly hid herself
in plain panavision view...
Not a hair out of place.
The small shield held up
at just the right angle,
to give her elbow room-
just enough freedom
in a safe space bubble
of her own making...
Her mental panoply
fine tunes private placement.
Her eyes pan the room...
Peripheral view,
not a rear view mirror,
points to an exit.
Touched, she moves forward,
nudged towards creation.
Art beckons come hither,
immerse your mind in thought...
What will she discover?
Slow, curious search
sees art's pointed viewpoint
all too familiar.
She looks in that mirror,
worried about makeup
on a stoic mask...
She knows art is life's pane.
To live life is an art.
Aqua Marine.
Posted: 02/12/2024.
(Anamorphic Art: a distorted view of an image.)
Hidden track.
Long legged visitor
Surveys the scene upsidedown
Disappears at dawn.
Aqua Marine:Haiku. 02/12/2024.
(Rain spiders are shy, harmless creatures.)
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Categories:
anamorphic, anxiety, art, conflict, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Line of inquiry:
“betwixt the pulse of our heartbeat
simply present, head-heart linking
dwelling in time stretched blissful peace
awareness became unblinking
Animating Innate Vibrance
Open and shut, constant change
He’s on His throne, He’s off
My heartbeat says otherwise
My mortifying act of anamorphic shame
He says, “Sit still.”
He says, “Know that I Am…”
When I clear my head
not of everything
but when I sit in place
with only the inside and outside
universe; not without sound
I would be dead, without the sense
I’ve been given. I’m holding hands
with my own heart, quietly kissing
the peace, which I, all too often,
want to run from and to what…
How much time can I take
five or ten
minutes that I want to spend
elsewhere
but this is what I need. He
knows; the exploration time
spent in meditative prayer
pays higher dividends
Oh what I see
when I truly open my eyes
high beams highlighting,
sculpting, silhouette-sitting,
the unknown takes shape
The aha transforms. One
never forgets
when floored
with answers that transform
Categories:
anamorphic, prayer, solitude,
Form: Free verse
anamorphic
for
enhanced
eccentric
visual
impact
deviations
personalised
from
the
prespective
to
connfront
the familiar
with
exaggeration
manipuating
emoional
meaning
Categories:
anamorphic, art,
Form: Didactic
In the attraction of Nature's-draw,
will my heart survive such beauty
attracting with its maw- sitting beneath
impending- melting offering -cascade of Winters drift encore of grift,
scenic spring undressing the thaws,
trap of heart's thoughts warmly clad,
hanging cliffs, gardens of Babylon-
bathed on the lips to wear like an entance,
of entanced shades in scarlet riding beast of glade.
There is no choice but to plunge from the cliffs
and be submerged in the surround cloud lay.
The sting of cold anenome of taboo anamoly of anamorphic fish eye lens o drone , 'saulted wound of surrounding detergent urge of soliloquy-posed like a babbling brook sent into motion by the
everclear projected beast mode of the know,
seeps in to santize the drowning pool you have inked beyond the greatest show on err,
pearls of evaluation of sanity- so audaciously an enchantress come for the bones on our shores
for an innocent suare',
wears the beads like a rosary,
pray for me.
She will have evidence to use against me
on Judgment Day, beyond
and keep part of me sentenced upon this plane,
stowaways, mistress and vagabond.
Categories:
anamorphic, adventure, art,
Form: Rhyme
Within Dantesque fields of dust a calcifugous crushing crust
In layers of lactating lust demoniac deception a deist distrust
Hibernating hallucinations of hope in cathedrals trying to cope
As we push the envelope on a rambunctious rapacious slope
Tangled in declivitous dreams haunting breaths of silent screams
Reality is not what it seems sailing souls in sanguineous streams
Rays of darkness in derelict display like the mantis in perpetual pray
Dragon’s fire of seditious spray falling asleep admits meadows grey
Mellifluous mansions of desire nestled in the night a papal pacifier
Mephistophelian monstrosities up for hire an abysmal abulic attire
Dancing demons in anamorphic air a scurrilous seduction in a stare
Fallacious faces in their lair semisynthetic surroundings in a scare.
Jan.22.2018
Nightmares
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
Categories:
anamorphic, dark, dream, night,
Form: Rhyme
Us neanderthals drag knuckles
and share our anamorphic chuckles
while rich get richer
so we can *****, ‘er,
take another notch in our buckles
Categories:
anamorphic, nonsense, political,
Form: Limerick
Black dress,
The fortitude of color put to the test,
By the cacophony of incessant pests,
Preying upon a perfect cylinder under duress,
Unaware of the heart right under her chest,
Suffocated by her skin she exhumes without her behest,
An anamorphic monster that claimed violence was best,
To silence the swarm of insects that made her mind their nest,
So she grabbed a scalpel and made a mess,
All over her black dress.
Categories:
anamorphic, gender,
Form: Rhyme