Best Self Portrait Poems

Behold, oh my beloved!
Is there a hidden care
you would like to share,
with your not so gentle gaze?

Repudiating caducity,
your eyes portray
sustained excitement ~
still and restrained
whilst behind you
an arabesque of phantasmagorical
make-believe.

Behold, oh my beloved
the vortex of colours 
surrounding you
entwine a paradigm
of that starry night~
and as i look...

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I am one breathtaking moment
I am one who is lost or alone
I am one raindrop, or one flowering rose
I am a distant star or a meadow lark
Or one dark cloud that hovers on the horizon
I am many memories from a long ago childhood
I am many...

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 A man with a creative dream
 On an arid afternoon
 Admiring God's creation
 Relaxing in the sunlight
 With his cowboy hat
 Giving him a little shade
 Watching the cumulus clouds
 Shading the desert wasteland
 Captured all by the artistic eyes 
 Of a man...

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Do you feel an ache from your virgin breasts,
as you paint the Madonna whom God blessed?
Your eyes present an almost haunted glow,
hands delicate barely hold onto brush.
Insanity almost seems within your reach.
You barely smile as you look my way.
I'm left to wonder where I should...

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He is wizened, shackled to the horde,
Trifle deaf,  he would loiter use mordacious words,
Owned cartridge of film that would elicit laughter.

06/04/2017
Contest: eight word contest....

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With cloak removed...

I'm as liable to get lost in a daydream
 as I am to scream with delight
  when a chrysalis releases a Monarch.
   I find nights enchanting when stars are agleam,
    and feel like dancing in the light...

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Who have I painted this for
This reflection of my core
My introspection wonders back

An injection of epiphany
It drifts from me like smoke
Suddenly aware I see
Nothing that looks like clarity
In the shadows I am pondering
A stillness caught by candlelight

If I stop watching you paint me
Will myself in...

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As I stare unblinking at this, self
placing light on to the face
I choose how it hits
light and shadow
the chaotic ions, still
as I gather them up
to make a record of how
in a moment 
I sat with all of me
and I was held 
transfixed 
leaving it for...

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How may we describe the fragrance of our soul,
which dwells within this earth vessel we adorn,
as we shape shift, hoping one day to feel whole,
noticing that we are with each breath reborn,
whilst enacting playfully, our ordained role,
nonchalant in tempests of both praise and scorn?
Transcending opposites,...

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In the looking glass, a reflection pained,
A self-portrait, a visage marred and strained,
Unrecognizable,  sight hard to bear,
Time-stamped emotions etched, lines of despair.

Pain and loneliness, from the eyes do peep,
A mirror's truth, emotions buried deep,
Over times, I seek my personal gaze,
Expecting joy, yet dust distorts...

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My hair is as the chestnut,
My eyes are china blue.
To a radish I am ancient;
To a tree I'm scarcely new.
I am tall and I am slender,
Both intelligent and nice--
Till I affix a picture fair,
May this portrait well suffice....

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I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do this with one thing in mind
I will close my eyes and will imagine it blind
With no colors or fractionation of...

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The sweet fragrance of spices
Fruits ripened lush from mountain gardens
The bouquets of flowers scenting the air
Vivid memories of yesterday

Now the flowers are black petals of death
The souk reeks of burned flesh
As fires from hell fell from above
Those who tilled have become the earth

Scorched and soiled...

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As I draw my eyes I think about what I have seen, what I have witnessed, what I have turned my eyes away from with but a blind stare, and all those special moments I missed that done passed and gone, but above all I...

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I Am…

Woman – give me life to nurture
Wife – give me two lives made one
Singer – give me arias of symphonies
Poet – give me words to move the heart
Dancer – give me waltzes and tap shoes
Joker – give me whimsy born of laughter
Dreamer – give...

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