Best Figuration Poems
it is
what it is
without narrative
isolated
moments
of figuration
sunlight
on a wall
frozen
in time
conversations
of unheard voices
stillness +
paradox
commune within
the
interplay of
imagination
in
studies
of loneliness
emblematic
silences
soundless symbolism
saturated
with suggestion
soft realism
of the inner life
gestates
cries
on canvas
forever before
our eyes
juxtaposed
drip
by
drip
into
melancholy
an empty chair
a sad stare
it is
what it is
Walking Down To Death is a daily sorrowful walk into the darkness of life.
Where you loose all control.
The sidewalks seem to come alive to eat at your exterior as you hunt for your drug of choice.
This chase leaves you feeling worn and riddled with the demise of your self-worth and self- respect coming to a regretful end.
As a result of this never ending chase eating the bottom of your foot wear.
Loved ones then start succumbing to the appearance of self-dis figuration in their beautiful outward God given frame.
Walking down to death is a dark one that takes more and more from your spirit while inflicting aches and pains for the desired appetizer of the addiction.
What started off from innocence ended up becoming a down payment for your very soul.
Disguised in curiosity, trying to fit in with your friends, with the false belief that getting high was all in having fun.
Will-power has packed up and left you without saying goodbye.
It feels betrayed by your choices that led to demolish it's very existence and it's position to strengthen you.
No more of a party favor's for you as addiction strips you right down to the very core.
Your body aches for more and more and addiction continues to demand for more and more until it can't take from you anymore.
It's to addiction you loose your life and will be pronounced dead to your family and friends.
Your Walk Down to Death is now marked by the enemy as complete.
A precious life lost and gone forever to a tragic end.
My ideas for paintings emerge organically from the process of their making. Painting is a continuum and the plasticity of the medium is its beauty; it can be anything, which continues to evolve and fascinate the more that I see.
We are altered in some way by what we see. Affecting the cells and chemistry of our bodies, images flare internally and externally feeding our hungering brains in a constant flow. Our pupils dilate as our eyes absorb images, we may feel our heart race and our desire shapes what we see. Color elicits a tasty reaction in the back of the throat that originates in the gut - Painting begins in the body.
I begin with a black ground, a deep space, an unsteady void, within which I make something from mounds of seemingly inert and innocuous, yet culturally loaded goo. The beautiful and ugly, the imaginary and mundane comingle as I work with various paint mediums and exploit their inherent differences. I am a sucker for the space that develops at an early stage of the painting and I lose myself to the sensations of material. However unsatisfied with the ease of execution, I then let the painting sit for some time and with distance it becomes less precious and more of a “thing.” I can then see the painting objectively, and an irreverent, animated color and deviant, bulbous,figuration blooms from the morass to subvert and mock, but also expand my initial experience. I’ve found that a steady diet of paintings and cartoons are where everything and absolutely - nothing - at - all may happen and when they digest somehow acknowledge the humor, ambiguity and futility of now.
Painting is ripe with comedy and contradiction; it is an unstable process that reveals as much as it conceals, which always leaves me guessing and wanting more.
IT IS WHAT IT IS an Ekphrasis
Without narrative, isolated as is
moments of figuration..
sunlight on the side of a wall..
frozen in time..conversations of
unheard voices.
Within, stillness and a paradox..
a welcome to the world to come
inside.. to reside.. commune.
This interplay of imagination..
soundless tunes..emblematic
silences..symbolism saturated with
suggestion.
Soft realism where an inner life
slowly cries..gestates..
to lay forever on canvas..the
whole answer..there... before
our eyes.
An Ekphrasis trbute to the art of Edward Hopper
You may hear me recite this and many of my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Read over 250 of my short forms @strand poet on twitter
Nicholas de Stael
who perhaps rings no bell
an emigre with an artistic knack
twixt figuration & the abstract
Intrigued by her figuration
Her breath taking figuration
Her key is her heart
Her comfort is her heart
Dressed in obedience
Fashioned with obedience
Her understanding is genuine
Her package of respect is genuine
Her vision unbreakable
Fame from kindness unbreakable
Her self esteem stands out
Her self control stands out
Her mind nests broken hearts
Her tongue soothes weak hearts
Her knowledge builds a nation
Her love unites a nation
She is expensive
Her ideas and deep skin expensive
Real woman not tattered
Her vision not tattered
Bowing to the East,
a sacred obligation,
comforting
and curious forehead down
to kiss this humble ground
of ego's straight supremacy
Including fat white men
buttocks up
and yintegrity open to receive
To imagine Allah's horniest Tao
amid straightest men
together worshiping Earth's political ground
of cultural becoming
Imaging an invisible economic hand
to massage
message
market
sell and buy and rent,
pimp out and plug in
inspire and respire and expire
speak and listen healthy/pathology signs
and root sensory communication systems
dissociated from ****/oral pleasures
and distended
recessive YangProjectile envy
never prayed
For PatriTheist's great dualdark
win/win transeminal figuration
swelling,
then withdrawing paradise,
like breath
and surf
and in/ex-codependent biformation
Climaxing humane/divine's Allahmin Integrity
without straight male overprivileged impatience
and left brain dominant expression,
extending poly-symphonic power and pleasure
beauty light
multiculturing fertility
reflectively withheld from aggressive foreheads
Gone
To receive sacred manly grace
beyond mere mortal
health-wealthing sensory freedom
for capital-raising
praising
saving authentic co-empathic face
Of Divine cooperation
ecopolitically
polytheistically praying
for bountiful
beautiful protruding co-predation
Whole Open SexSystemic fetal
on man's reclining
enveloped in worshiping knees
made for yintegral male/femate
feral
fertile imagination
Five times per homo-sapient day,
whether he needs it
or wants Allah not
non-dualistic pole through hole
through depolarizing whole
neuro-systemic NonZero binomial
nonviolent SafeZones
For root-systemic health
tipping pointed prime chakra
root communication
in SacRed Hearted resilience
Polyculturing wealth
of metaphoric language choice
through humble worshiping grace face
effaced
Front and back proud male bodies
out and in erased
dominantly disgraced
Misplaced sacred temple
resurrection.
AN ECLECTIC ENIGMA 5
Awareness,articulated,emphasises inherent
intimacy,communicated eye to eye.
Everchanging yet underlying the movement
,here and there.Engraved forever,catalogued
in human memory,available on recall.
Translucent interplays of lght,figuration in
transition,precise palpitations of pure delight
sound in the beholders ear.Testaments of
transparent,and the temporal,all too soon
evaporates before the eye.
Inspired by Jim Ede’s collection of artworks
Hear me recite this series on youtube under pen name ichthyschiro
it is
what it is
without narrative
isolated
moments
of figuration
sunlight
on a wall
frozen
in time
conversations
of unheard voices
stillness +
paradox
commune within
the
interplay of
imagination
in
studies
of loneliness
emblematic
silences
soundless symbolism
saturated
with suggestion
soft realism
of the inner life
gestates
cries
on canvas
forever before
our eyes
juxtaposed
drip
by
drip
into
melancholy
an empty chair
a sad stare
it is
what it is
DECODING THE MESSAGE
a gentle
& tasteful
critique
with
an ongoing
preoccupatation
with
figuration
a change
in
direction
a collaboration
initiated
by
memorabilia
of emerging
improvisation
a series
concentrating
on fragments
of imagery
from
the unexpectedly
& overt
underlying
currently
unscripted
this non-stop
this
churn
now long long
forgotten &
discounted ten
yet a
prized
improvisation
of the
intuitive
approach
to a
creativity
but
so
compellingly
strange
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
SPECIFIC MOMENTS
visual language
inspiration
in
retrospective
contemporary
dreams
of an alternative
future
a moment
of
reckoning
flooded
into
the eye
once moribund
now
captivated
encountering
the beauty
of refinement
to establish
affinities
between
the sensitive
& the
non-comprehensive
a turning point
a narrative
of the a romantic
constantly
renewed
in
the mind
a battleground
& clashing
of styles
a sign
of prescience
& genius
an indicator
of dialogue
in rethought
figuration
of
the
absurd
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
BEAUTY & REFINEMENT
specific moments
forging
a
visual
language
inspiration
gone mainstream
in
retrospective
an
alternative
moment
of
reckoning
grown
moribund
a
prestigious
encounter
of
ideas
of beauty
& refinement
dramatically
spot-lit
in
truly mutual
comprehension
now disappear
from view
the clashing
styles
a sign
of the
prescience
& genius
in
dialogue
in
a spellbinding
astounding piece
off
rethought
figuration
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Newborn baby, a result of human figuration?
Have you ever seen a newborn baby?
Cancer victim releasing that last sigh
She reaches her arms toward the sky
Her face turns more peaceful
than it has looked for months.
Car wreck. Everyone should be dead.
Your daughter is the only one saved. She has a broken hand.
Everyone else dies.
You think the paramedics saved her?
Think again.
Ivor Hitchens a post-cubist
from figuration to an abstractist
Often on long horizontl format
simple elements so abstract
Awareness,articulated,emphasises inherent intimacy,communicated eye to eye.
everchanging yet underlying the movement here and there.Engraved forever,catalogued in human memory,available on recall.Translucent interplays of light,figuration in transition,precise palpitations of pure delight sound in the beholders ear.Testaments of th transparent,and the temporal,all too soon
evaporates before the eye.