Avant Poems - Poems about Avant

Avant-Garde she studies the philosophy of art, of expression, and freedom, allowing the spirit to drift of shape, of movement, of sound, where white plaques and blackened ground, streak rays of light in prolific sound to fill her pallet, she wandering on, to greet the stage this Avant-garde where joyous pain greets peaceful sounds in silence alone, a...

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the avant-garde clan considered themselves intelligentsia devoted to intellectual and cultural pursuits wealthy? yes. intelligent? In some ways but not intelligentsia. true intelligentsia are illuminati. advocates for social reforms concerned for the less fortunate builders, creators, endowers, of hospitals and social services this avant-garde clan was snobbish felt they were better than most others looked down at the peons they lacked empathy, compassion and social consciousness a friend told me...

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Coloring clouds with sparkling sapphire filling them in with a clear blue sky; Seamless strokes paint a glittery glow, a happy thought’s an art deco gem; Catching the light as if bathed in fire nature’s potent muse pleases the eye; Throwing a smile on every shadow they brighten with fresh optimism; A cyclone that leaves an all time low gives way...

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Fearless Avant Garde fashion witch concocts love potion number twenty-three A glorious new elixir that truly makes new sense of “blessed be”. There are many who watch her create this mysterious recipe. Dancing with the ambiance of this sleek classy newcomer witch named Fee....

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AVANT GARDE contemporary  implications delicate exquisite & appropriate a startling       formality   habitual accepted   simultaneous& hectic    aspects freely   integrated  evident not  posed   loose bland austere &  severe monumental   versatile      indisputable  impatient& absolute THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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Soaked up the atmosphere of Montmartre Found café enjoyed French citron tart Double shot of coffee went down so well Then I heard the Sacré-Coeur bell. With hand on my heart, I honestly say The shades of the past forever hold sway There's something unique about Montmartre Air so different totally avant-garde. Picasso, Lautrec, and my favourite Monet Inhabited these streets and with...

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Advancing the soul, metaphysical orc, promote original thinking, experience all, I need sleep. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgZCmCJJoCVwq2M3GH8VzLQ...

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Your avant-garde home fills a crucial niche ensures the perpetuation of outrageous kitsch The painting on the wall entitled 'Insemination' keeps this admirer on the brink of regurgitation That chlorophyll-fish oil drink your butler foisted on me helps me every fifteen minutes or so to pee As for your 'petrified out-of-water deep...

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5 CUPS OF FLOUR 1 PACKAGE OF YEAST 1 TEASPOON OF SALT 5 TABLESPOONS OF MELTED BUTTER 4 EGGS 3 tablespoons OF vanilla EXTRACT 2 & 1/2 CUPS OF BUTTERMILK MIX TOGETHER AND ALLOW TO DOUBLE IN SIZE ADD 1 CUP OF MASHED SWEET POTATOES(OR PUMKIN MASHED) 1/2 CUP OF TOASTED ALMONDS 1/2 CUP OF RASAINS 1/4 CUP OF MASHED BANNANAS 3/4 CUPS OF UNCOOKED OATS 1...

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Artist Play with colors on canvas, impressionist, naturalist and poetry connoisseur I have two daughters, a brother and a sister I love archaic rocks, pristine nature, and butterfly flutter I feel content with small things, grateful for help, and divine pleasure I fear to find me in dark, to lose my dreams, and to see relations split asunder I would like...

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COME TO THE STORM---Venir avant la tempEte Venir avant la tempête; Come before the storm; As it rains forever more; Allow the rain to kiss your brow; Like a grandma hugs her child; Come before the storm; Holding my love close; Come before the storm; Wearing nothing but my soul; Thunder and lightning shines and sounds; Holding my love close; We're ever so warm; Loved from our spirit...

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I raise up my arms to receive the Father's blessings As it rains forever more; As we both come before the storm; Venir avant la tempête; Comme il pleut à jamais plus; Laissez la pluie embrasser votre front; Comme une grand-mère étreint son enfant; Venir avant la tempête; Tenant mon amour proche; Venir avant la tempête; I raise up my arms to receive the Father's...

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Inspired by a new contest that has recently appeared in The Soup. It seems the gauntlet, (has been thrown down) A line drawn in the sand A challenge made to see "What's What" To those who'll fall or stand And strips away the accolades Of poems that are bland No more X's, no more O's No more patting on the backs No more two word...

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Ask for insight, Visual impart; Attend clear light, Note avant-garde; Trust weird vision, Glimpse twist and turn; Aim sets traction, Reap inner churn; Dance with frolic, Enter quaint style; Sense weird logic, Tend a child wild; Address ***** proof, Yield surreal truth. Leon Enriquez 25 August 2014 Singapore...

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Someone new resides inside of me… Someone confident, bold with humility replacing envy… Someone who gives gratitude first, forever quenched from greed’s thirst… Someone who has embraced their inner goddess… Someone capable to mirror this amidst the outer realm bringing forth a mate of the soul… To anoint the goddess with Jasmine oil is to anoint the soul of love......

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