Best Illustrator Poems
Unfortunate circumstances made me a weekend father
Two parents separated by a marred history,
now had to care for a child ...
an innocent victim who received emotional shrapnel
as collateral damage from our argumentative battles
Our destructive habits fell onto her,
but children are very resilient, thank God
I loved being a weekend father
There was no bitterness about allotted time of custody,
none of that foolishness
My wife and I settled our divorce amicably ... no courts involved,
except for the legal formality of having a divorce decree issued
by the state
We worked things out between us much better being apart than when we
were married
It's funny how that works
So I got my daughter on the weekends, but over time I had her
more than the weekends
We bonded pretty good
And anyone with kids will tell you, that four-year-olds are a quirky bunch
They're old enough to do enough things for themselves,
but they still want you to do a lot of things for them ...
y'know, they still want the baby treatment
My daughter, she really only demanded two things of me when I first
started having her every weekend:
she wanted us to watch movies together, movies like "Lion King,"
or play video games together, video games like "Lion King"
And she didn't like the part of the movie where Simba's dad, Mustafa died
She always cried, and told me to skip that part ...
that always touched my heart
Because it told me, in unspoken words, that she loved me and didn't
want anything bad to happen to me
When she turned five, I enrolled her at my alma mater college,
in an art program for kids
My sister and father told me that my daughter had artistic ability
So every Saturday, we spent half the day at the college,
because after she got out of class, we would get something to eat,
then go to the main library on campus and get on the computers
To make a long story shorter ... she received an art degree
when she became grown
Becoming an illustrator and computer graphic artist
That's what being a weekend father means to me
Categories:
illustrator, art, divorce, father daughter,
Form:
Verse
You Suffocate Me with Darkness…
~Satan~
Lawless, deceiver
Perverting, accusing, murdering
Fallen angel, ruler of darkness, marriage destroyer
You stalk, you lie, you destroy, you steal my loved ones’ joy
You are the real loser
in
The
End
You permeate my life with prisms of warm sunshine…
~Almighty God~
Rejuvenator, love illustrator, galaxy maker, poem saver
Shepherding, protecting, sacrificing
Prince of Peace, Sea-calmer, our best friend
You came, you lived, you sacrificed your life
You
are
the
main event
In Paradise…
Our Lord
Written by John Aaron Green & Gwendolen Rix
1-2-11
For Opposites Attract Collaboration Contest~Tracie Indigo Dream Weaver
John wrote the first half and believes that our poems will be inscribed into the streets of gold in Heaven which is referenced in the second half-- “poem saver”. Gwendolen wrote the second half.
Categories:
illustrator, faith, uplifting, life,
Form:
Free verse
Crofts of humble
mute to grumble
What prods a heart to seek succor?
Fall to tumble
mind a’jumble
spayed fingers join to clasp in prayer.
Flipped to sober
fearless warrior
What tools to fight off plights of fear?
High to lower
wise the warrior
Gains strength and force in quiet’s calm.
Thank you Karen O'Leary...I'll send you
a picture of 'Flip', when I can get back into
Illustrator.:) You're a gentle and kind lady,
and very inspirational!!
Categories:
illustrator, introspection,
Form:
Verse
Norman Rockwell
Rockwellesque
brilliant man with nostalgia values
with dreams viewed of a perfect life
depicting amusing scenes
with sense of humor, shown
with heartwarming bonds
memories fade
canvas art
captures
life
12/2/2015
Poetry Contest: Favorite Painter
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
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www.howmanysyllables.com
Norman Rockwell
Norman Percevel Rockwell was a 20th-century American painter and illustrator. His works enjoy a broad popular appeal in the United States for their reflection of American culture
Born: February 3, 1894, New York City, NY
Died: November 8, 1978, Stockbridge, MA
Children: Thomas Rockwell, Jarvis Waring, Peter Barstow
Organizations founded: Famous Artists School
Notable works: Willie Gillis, Rosie the Riveter, Four Freedoms, The Problem We All Live With
Categories:
illustrator, art, work,
Form:
Nonet
Hello friends! This is my first bilingual book.HAMMER @ ANVIL BOOKS released my book of
poems as e-book on AMAZON Kindle: http: //www.amazon.com/A-Feather-of-Fujiyama-
ebook/dp/B 00E5XY5PO/ref=sr_1_1? s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1374938945&sr=1-1
Special thanks to Vessislava Savova (translator) , Mercedes Webb-Pullman (Editor) , Adam
Henry Carriere (Editor) , and my daughter Liliya Pangelova (illustrator)
All proceeds from the sale of this collection will go to the Bulgarian Integrated Education
Foundation, working to improve the lives of children and youth with special health and
educational needs (including mild Down syndrome, autism / autistic spectrum, cerebral
palsy, language-speech disorders, and hyperactivity) and their families.}
Thanks for your support everyone! I wish you happiness and good reading.
Bozhidar Pangelov
Categories:
illustrator, children, happy,
Form:
Bio
Don’t let the last name fool you of Greene
As you continue to read, you will understand what made him structured lean
Mr. Greene was a man who won International Federation of Bodybuilders of MR. WORLD title twice
There were times when Mr. Greene called Joe Weider and asked for advice
It was intensity with the weights
Then taking in food protein and drinking protein shakes
Mr. Greene is a personal friend of mine
He used to tell me stories of bodybuilding ways
Also stay away from drugs and go astray
Yet he was every bodybuilder’s friend
But on the Bodybuilding stage, it was about the win
Mr. Greene’s muscles were his voice on stage
In the audience, it was the posing that did amaze
It left the audience and Judge’s in a daze
It was his proportion being the fine line
Then it was the repetitions that contributed being combined
Under the spotlight, Mr. Greene was the terminator
But it was his posing being the illustrator
Franklyn Greene was focused down to the finish
This is what makes him distinguished
A Bodybuilding champion who was meant to be
The world witnessed and was able to see
Mr. Greene made Bodybuilding everything that it should be
He is now retired from competition, but continues to train
Bodybuilding in his heart still remains
His motto, “Train with focus and eye on detail”
Franklyn Greene who did achieve and many bodybuilding awards he did receive. Accomplishments with many wins, and with a past being a milestone, but the name of Franklyn Greene who is still known.
Categories:
illustrator, adventure, appreciation, body, care,
Form:
Concrete
A good old duck, a mother hen,
a friend of Peter Rabbit; chased
Mr. McGregor out of the garden:
the Flopsy Bunnies survive again.
She knew her ewes from her rams,
meticulous, house-proud in her way.
A hedgehog, a Mrs. Tiggy Winkle
every field mouse allowed to stay.
Cumbria and the Lake District
will never see her like again:
North country girl, illustrator,
storyteller with brush and pen.
Categories:
illustrator, art,
Form:
Ballad
...a tribute to British novelist and illustrator
Mervyn Peake, and his trilogy, 'Gormenghast'
Behold his birth, a brand new Earl,
the Guardian of the Halls of Groan!
yet 'til he reach the age of seven
his father Sepulchrave will own
the ritual and the royal robes
of office o'er this shadowed realm,
'til Titus, as is writ in stone,
shall supersede him at the helm.
Yet all the while another boy
has set his sights on majesty,
Steerpike, lowly kitchen hand, who's
bound to foil this sovereignty.
A narrow-shouldered, evil lad
with schemes to murder and to burn,
to render chaos, anarchy
and withal the throne to earn.
The Library engulfed in flames,
Lord Sepulchrave's most favour'd spot,
his sisters Cora, Clarice too,
locked in their rooms and left to rot.
Barquentine, who minds the Books
'til Titus is to come of age,
succumbs to death at Steerpike's hand,
fated to drown, the trusty sage.
The faithful old retainer, Flay
is banish'd by the this lad's design,
and Swelter, Master Chef, is slain
no more to cook, no more to dine.
The Lady Fuschia, Titus' kin,
is fooled by Steerpike's boyish charm,
confused, beguil'd by lover's eyes,
she cannot keep herself from harm.
It falls to Titus to engage
this devil with a devil's rage.
In mortal combat he doth strive
'til he's the one who's left alive.
Though Master of the Sacred Halls,
he's overcome with grief and woe;
alone and with a saddened heart
he quits his home, it's time to go.
Categories:
illustrator, adventure, fantasy,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Illustrator all the years through
For the roads laden with dew
One day a fat man will arrive
Winds to fill with sweet drive
Scent of togetherness flows
Streets of hopeful stars glows
Cold breeze turns the nose red
This color of love widely spread
Smiles of tinkling bells filled joy
Dreaming sleigh ride as a decoy
Decorations tying the cities alike
Special treats being the delight
Rushing to shops to buy and buy
Presents and gifts touching sky
Listening tree the most desired
Adorning it together like a child
Hymns cheer the heart to unite
Santa must be soon by the side
Hopes and aspirations tie family
Christmas turns heart go homily
Name: Sneha Agarwal
Contest: Holiday Hearth
Sponsor: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Categories:
illustrator, happiness, holiday, heart, heart,
Form:
Rhyme
Lovers promising they’ll never part; and a Dixie woman’s daughter;
That builds the walls within her heart.
A Detroit motor purring; with a top that would go down;
And the blues coming from the radio; sends a message I can understand;
these are the stories that express the kind of guy I am.
And the illustrator often erases with his rubber the distinctions;
That so often distinguishes good intentions.
Tattoos fade like pictures from the past;
And as deafening sounds of silence prevent peace within the night
The spirit of the jackal lies in wait; in hopes for a chance to fight
Categories:
illustrator, introspection
Form:
I did not know I was worthwhile when I was a child
I thought I was pretty, but that got bashed out of me
I knew I was bad; the belt proved that, right?
An artist? A poet? A cartoonist? A writer? An illustrator?
I was not told any of this; instead I thought I was dumb and weird.
We were told this, my sister and I, so we “would not get big heads.”
No worries there. We were terrified others would discover our secret.
Feared being found out, and outed, made fun of by the others.
It was bad enough we were fools in our own home.
Categories:
illustrator, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Love Letter one (that I didn't know was a love letter until later;sent via my illustrator Christopher Hunter that is dang good at drawing, not spelling LOL
hello john. just want to tell you that your in my thoughts and prayers. i do care deeply for.the confusion hasleft me ,and im left with thoughts of you that are sweet and gental. but to difine what it is im feeling... i dont no
i love you cindy
ps."more than words can say" by eric clapton
(clearing my throat. I listened to that song the other night. Thanks Christopher)
Categories:
illustrator, faith, hope, love, recovery
Form:
An illustrator was one John Sloan
as cartoonist would never moan
Opposed to art used for proporganda
preferring social scenes comme ci comme ca*
*McSoneys Bar
Categories:
illustrator, art, people,
Form:
Clerihew
Once was an illustrator, sketched portraits of famous peeps
Mailed each 2 copies, one to sign and return, other to keep
Received over a thousand
Friends were totally astounded
John Wayne, Donald Trump and John Glenn just 3 of heaps
(Long before The Donald became PREZ?)
Categories:
illustrator, career,
Form:
Limerick
He is my favorite artist believe it big JOHN BUSCEMA- -
He’s my favorite
He is my favorite, artist
None of you could believe it;
He draws women like a dream and…
His name is John Buscema
Pictures drawn not written
Discussing a perfect penciled visions
Master of pencil, pen, paint or brush
Comic and commercial Arts
Studies at this schema
Well ceded hand held my favorite Artist
Again his name is, John Buscema
In his teens developed interest in superheroes;
So comic books and classic
They there adventure strips
Has drawn Hal Foster’s Tarzan first
Then when on to Prince Valiant and Alex Raymond’s Flash Gordon
Shall I not forget Milton Caniff’s Terry and the Pirates
Shewed interest being a commercial illustrator studied art once seated;
My favorite artist freelance at Timely, by now know as Atlas then at Marvel Comics
Drawn for Ace and Hillman Periodicals comics too
In 1966 he became a regular,
Artist at Marvel Comics
The home of Fantastic 4, Spider-man and Thor
He’s is my favorite
Picture drawn not written
Pictures of women drawn all gussied up
My favorite Artist discussing a perfect penciled vision
Comic and commercial arts
Studies at this schema
Were ceded hand held
First drawn comic debuting over JACK(the King)KIRBY
Layouts on Strange Tales #150-“Nick Fury, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.”
He who is my favorite
Picture drawn, not written
The great this grand penciler
Artist whom name is “BIG my favorite artist
Penciler
JOHN BUSCEMA
11/4/19 2019©
For Your Favorite Artist Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
illustrator, allegory, analogy, art, celebrity,
Form:
Bio