Art Poems | Examples of Art Poetry

We know the secret to winning The sweet fennel sausage with sweet relish and eggnog yeast rolls. The toll of the roll with caramelized onions The dungeon were the tomato's Ripen is scrubbing Perfect lettuce ooh the sweet relish Is it delish love your relish Peggy rolls takes the tolls to another Level Sausage sammish and fries damn I Love your sandwich Oniony buttered rolls Like a...

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I miss that heat! That warmth! When I did dissolve. When like a liquid once....

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In twilight’s breath, dark swallowing light Cloaked in shadows of dry gin and vermouth Echoes growing louder in council of secrets No longer muffled whispers of raven flight But Polly wants a cracker perched on a wooden throne Yet feast on the bones Polly has got a pair of big childish and curious eyes A body full of curves made for adventure And...

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just give me paints and some brushes, the little girl said. She had drops and drips all over her face and her head. Her overalls were saturated with paints in reds and blue. What else could we do? Asked her mother, what else could we do? She painted her way through college, covering canvases galore. Sixteen hundred paintings, and maybe...

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a cartoon cutout tiny bit of spoofery keeping it real...

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The magic you will always return to, Isn't just the body of your love's quest; Like the body, your burdened soul once glue. The fragrance of her smiling face, pursue... Risk of timing grace you never confessed: The magic you will always return to, Is of unseen peering eyes beyond clue, To free the touching mind posing unrest... Like the body, your burdened...

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In twilights breath I find warmth I live In twilights breath I long I burn...

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a scribble here a scribble there my pen randomly drawing diagrams and spelling out words meaningless chatter idle artwork mindless spilling of thought overflow nervous tic kinetic outreach mental gymnastics creative outlet for pent-up energy AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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the accident When crossing the street, cars had stopped  to let him cross in respect for his age He was thinking of death; he hoped it would be sudden, no sentimental last farewell, no lies about seeing you on the other side Should there be another side, he wouldn't He liked to meet people he had met in life side A piece of...

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A leaf lets go slow, dancing down through golden light— no fight, no regret. Even parting has its grace when the season knows its time. ...

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Echoes of wandering cares, mask; True ego of expectant filming time, Peeping to view wonder's raw face... Maybe or not it could actuate light Tears aspire to laugh over or embrace. Prayers of guise shame put up task; Heart never wish to visit each price, Let alone kick off its sacrificial start... To redeem the lost shining chance...

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Perhaps my truth does not lie in shapes or outlines, but in the empty spaces between them, in the unbearable distance between myself and my reflection, between all that I am now and what I might understand if I had the courage to gaze into the abyss without blinking. When I gaze into the abyss, I discover only my own reflection, not as I am, but as I...

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Time does not flow within me, but rather, it is only a frozen smoke, a mist trapped between my thoughts and the forgetfulness that always lurks. I feel its shadow treading slowly across my brow, weary from the burden of a moment that never ends. Light does not guide my path, it only reveals the emptiness, a bottomless abyss where foreign echoes are lost. The shadows around me belong...

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I treat love as a rare art, a bold banner fluttering in the wind, Only those who have fallen off the map of the world, the barefoot kings of the sky, are worthy, Weavers of warm words, who weave webs of dreams and pure hopes, Where girls come to immerse themselves in the boundless spring of poetry. Then they...

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Even though sad, And off the edge. My pain channeled. My mind paused. Became an irresistible muse. Music of angels drove me. I found myself with a rare elixir in my hand. I was high on your words as dreamt of your kind touch....

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