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Charisma

painting The Mona Lisa  by Leonardo daVinci

"The way the smile flickers makes it a work of both art and science... 
all of it goes into making the Mona Lisa's smile so mysterious and elusive." — 
Walter Isaacson
I know something's wrong, when her brown eyes turn dark 
yet when she is smiling, their green strikes a spark. 

Note her long dark, black hair, deficient of style; 
Tossing her head could make the smile more worthwhile.

While her ruby red lips lack any luster,
if she'd truly smile, I'd feel I could trust her.
 
The color of a smile that breaks forth unfurled?
It's charisma, pure light that brightens the world.

art appraisal

TWINKU a double word distich with integral title - Brian Strand
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DAVINCI

somber
mystery

RAJARAVIVARMA

details
texture

VANGOGH

vibrant
bold

The Power To Choose

The mind
its own place
be it heaven
or hell

The soul
but a bucket
to empty
or fill

Goya
a madman
DaVinci
extolled

Sharing
a genius
they fought
to control

Bleed out
the poison
death waits
to reclaim

Or memory
gets buried
and darkness
— remains

(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)


Premium Member Chasing Secrets

In shadowed halls, I've followed the quiet threads of power,  
Charting each muffled cry, its subtle sway in time, 
Silently navigating the veiled histories held in their gaze.  

Indeed, the world is more than a stage for veiled hands,  
And the moon a silent sentinel of their secret rites, 
In hidden rooms, the sacred vow shifts to silent betrayal.  

I turn not to the relics of old secrets worn thin,  
Nor seek the stark truths in ruins of ancient bonds.  
Shadows are draped like promises, speaking of deeper dawns.  

I've roamed the archives under the quiet moon's watch,  
Untangling the snarled webs of alliances that bind.  
Yet, they hold fast.  

Sometimes, I long for the veils to be drawn back completely.  
In the quiet corridors, triumphs speak their tales;  
The secret heart pulses with the rhythms of old truths.

Better Than Best

I didn’t stay young
but I never got old
My cards often weak
when watching you fold
I sailed into weather
the saltiest balked
And bit off big pieces
while walking my talk

I painted with brushes
DaVinci had blessed
And wandered and wondered
 much better than best
I took from my heart
and gave to my soul
The circle expanding
— three halves to my whole

(The New Room: April, 2024)

Painter Of Realistic Faces

Your lifestyle is vibrant and restless
and from tiny towns to big cities
your search for human images
to paint very realistic faces!

And while you don't have the unique touch
of a Davinci or of a Caravaggio: you do excel,
many strangers from far places ring your bell:
they spend hours posing for a silver brooch!

Earning money is only for essentials,
no passion is more satisfying
to glance at your finished paintings
and wish they'd be talking!

Painter of realistic faces,
immortalize them with your magical brush!
Those men's stunning, hard bodies;
those woman's seductive, soft curves,
don't need any correction or a final touch:
your artistic talent amazes!


Painter Of Realistic Faces

Your lifestyle is vibrant and restless
and from tiny towns to big cities:
your search for human images
to paint perfect, lifelike faces!

And while you don't have the unique touch
of a Davinci or of a Caravaggio: you do excel,
many strangers from far places ring your bell:
they spend hours posing for a silver brooch!

Earning money is only for essentials,
no passion is more satisfying
to glance at your finished paintings
and wish they'd be talking!

Painter of realistic faces,
immortalize them with your magical brush;
their perfect masculine and feminine images
don't need any correction or a final touch:
your artistic talent amazes!

Premium Member Grandeur of fall

Picasso, Michelangelo, DaVinci -
don't have anything on God's grandeur of fall

Quirks

Quirks

Lennon and McCartney
Composed a song for harps, 
But neither one was very good
At reading flats and sharps.

DaVinci was a total whiz
at graphic arts and science,
but could he run a marathon,
or wrestle with the giants?

Transformers bring us light,
As Tesla had some genius. 
Yet, he had no business sense,
Thus perished impecunious.

Descartes declared, "I am,"
And Marx united workers,
But when it came to music,
Both of them were shirkers.

Socrates taught others
By making pointed queries.
Although he was illiterate,
We understand his theories.

Lincoln, Ford, and Edison
Are considered rather legend'ry.
But for all of their accomplishments,
They never finished second'ry.

The moral of the story is,
If your marks are wanting,
Do not be dismayed,
It's really not that daunting.

Each soul has its genius.
Each soul has its quirk.
If you follow both of those,
Then your dream can work.

Premium Member I Am Humbled

Zionic secret society
Mystical secrets 
lost city of Atlantis
Aliens embarking
What is to become of us?

DaVinci code and psychics 
Rembrandt and Lincoln 
Free Masons and lodges 
Raven terrorizes Poe
I am humbled

Premium Member Mona Lisa

Leonardo DaVinci
Did you know your artwork would be famous today?
In Paris at the Louvre is where it's on display.
"La Gioconda" is the painting's other name.
After six hundred years, it has garnered much fame.
What a sweet portrait of a noble lady.
Not many know her name was Lisa Gherardini.
People from all over the world come to see her.
May she be around for many connoisseurs in the future.

Transfer of Power

I dream a world of contrasts and evolution
Bold smartness and resolution
In so much as:
Flat things are flat for all people,
and shades of gray are not adulterated by photoshopping.
Facts and opinions regain their identities.
Deception is an accident not a strategy.
Trust is earned.
Empathy is respected as a strength.
Impulsiveness once again is the domain of toddlers,
not an asset of adults.
The racial spectrum achieves a balance and cohesiveness 
unachievable by Versace or DaVinci or Trump.
Our differences are assets we share.
Ideas are guided by compassion and wisdom,
and triumph when they find their words.

I dream a world of contrasts and evolution
Bold smartness and resolution

How You Were Born

Do you want to know how you were born? You were created in heavens.
Davinci painted your face, Mozart composed your hair,and Michelangelo carved your body.

Who's Left

Lewis Carroll, Harpo Marx,
Albert Einstein, Eminem,
Paul McCartney, Judy Garland – 
These are just a few of them.

Add DaVinci and Obama,
Oprah, Jimi and Bill Gates,
Charlie Chaplin, Morgan Freeman – 
All have something that relates.

R.B. Ginsburg, Mozart and
Ted Williams and, of course, Babe Ruth,
Helen Keller, Ringo Starr,
Matt Groening and Bart Simpson. (truth!)

Jerry Seinfeld, Larry Bird,
Ludwig B, Spike Lee, Mark Twain
Are among the ten percent
Who use the right side of the brain.

Since today’s Lefthanders Day
Let’s honor all of those who are
As I will with my grandson Henry,
Who’s my lefty fave by far!

Emerging

i've noticed everytime i go out of state 

today, there is no escaping a toll

why are we so casually docile

when it comes to our freedom being stole

we systematically give some stranger 

our money just to ride on the road

when did that happen

i suppose long before we lost

actual lyrics in commercial rappin'

we use to be such advance beings

cracking puzzles and breaking the DaVinci code

writing hieroglyphs and manuscripts

like the Dead Sea scrolls

presently under this suffocating ceiling of control

what happened to forming an alliance

coming together like our forefathers 

exchanging and sharing thoughts of high science

exemplifying magnificence and reliance

politicking under the sun and moon

grasping why the moth emerges out of the cocoon

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