Best Modigliani Poems

"Modigliani Morning"

her external motor, brash,
she was more New York
than Paris, but then,
Rome was inside her 
speaking words 
passionately
like Modigliani

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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stretch artist, A. Modigliani amplifies
sketching curvilinear bodies, weak eyes 
his far-fetching figures still mystify us
despite his premature death to meningitis.

May 10, 2022...

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Modigliani a brief life but intense
TB was to be his prophetic sense
Death coming to him at thirty-five
his giftings dead&no more alive...

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“Where is the Lover?”



Where is your Lover?
He is in your smile
where he kissed you
when you were fast asleep
bodies pressed into
burning heat
the fruits of passion 
tasted...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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“Her Ever Changing Moods, the Rapture Reprising”

Lavender seduces symmetry  
in her ever changing moods
slips into something more comfortable

a swollen tangerine sky 
moves its tongue...

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"Sugar Land"




Nine chains linked
Six silver sextants measure 
their distance to Styx

Two hands unwritten 
hold the Bee Keys tight
in a guarded lap

1 chain missed 

He, revolutionary,...

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"The Golden Chord"

I have stories
caterwauling
to be told,
I will caste them out there
no matter how bold.

They will not drown,
they’ll survive
soaked to the bone,
transfigured transporting
they’re magic
for the...

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"Triomphant"




Mea Culpa


Latin two words
a wrong turn
move forwards


Lux Vitae


Latin two words
shower me with Your Love
Your Light I move towards


Amor Vincit Omnia


Roman Poet Virgil
Message to the young...

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"Purgatory is a Poem"



Words are the pieces
in a game we play
shadow and light 
hidden from day
poets are nocturnal
in nature, stasis, 
keen and hungry
listening to 
Forever
stuck...

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Michelangelo,Goya
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Might We Ever…
            by Odin Roark

Fathom
The depth of agony
A genius creation goes through
The willingness...

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Her beauty will be known for all the ages,
Deserving of its story in these pages.
A fathomless flame in eternity rages.
A rhapsody is her name sung...

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Untouched by form of his time
Dying so young of TB
His talent remains for us to see-
Cut short this tragic life,
Followed so quickly by his wife.

Modigliani...

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Amedo Modigliani interpreter of neck&face
painted&sculpted with good grace
On his death wife Jeanne lost all hope
jumped from a window,for she could not cope...

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