Campbell's Tomato Soup, a vision of the sixties
Andy Warhol and his creative mind, some seemed silly
But each played a role
It was his overall goal
To strike out in a new direction in the age of the hippies
Categories:
andy warhol, creation,
Form: Limerick
andy comes in campbell cans
tomato soup black, white, and red
squeezed out pop until it bled
art is all in andy's head
andy do you dare to dream
pinks and yellows, blues and greens
the day you popped onto the scene
do you know just what i mean
marilyn's golden in her day
elvis skates in figure eight's
64 the riot race
moon museum from outer space
andy smokes the cigarettes
andy crosses his long legs
yellow hair on top his head
is your 15 minutes up my friend
andy's made it all so clear
andy drew so we could hear
it has been too many years
andy can you paint my tears
Categories:
andy warhol, art, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
andy comes in campbell cans
tomato soup black, white, and red
squeezed out pop until it bled
art is all in andy's head
andy do you dare to dream
pinks and yellows, blues and greens
the day you popped onto the scene
do you know just what i mean
marilyn's golden in her day
elvis skates in figure eight's
64 the riot race
moon museum from outer space
andy smokes the cigarettes
andy crosses his long legs
yellow hair on top his head
is your 15 minutes up my friend
andy's made it all so clear
andy drew so we could hear
it has been too many years
andy can you paint my tears
Categories:
andy warhol, absence, art, beauty,
Form: Light Verse
9 East 32nd Street
Between 5th and 6th Avenue
In New York City.
My apartment was 3C
On the same block,
Andy ran his “Factory”.
Saw him frequently
Looking his visual self,
Me an SVA art student
Living with my cat
And no one else.
We crossed each other one afternoon,
Andy gave me a free copy
Of his magazine “Interview”.
23 years later I’m thinking
Instead of taking it
And going my way,
If I had asked Andy his autograph
God knows the value
That copy would have today.
Categories:
andy warhol, funny, people, places,
Form: Rhyme