Expressiveness Poems | Examples

ART AS A GESTURE

ART AS A GESTURE

a
zest
of
    satisfaction
in
a
    gusto
of
ultimate
certainty

deepens
with
intimacy

of
  accidental
curiosity

inherent
 perception
within
   transposes
emotion
in
the
    miracle
of
our
     disparate
mind

unhindered
visible
    audible
in
the
 tangible

expressiveness
of
outgoing
 energy
       of
tactile
significance


consummated
&
  uniquely
pervading
&
pervasive
internally
   integrated

self concerned
 in on-going
interplay
  of
    expression
incorporating
  past
coherent
awareness
of
  conceived
interactactions
berthed
in expressive
 action
of
awakened
personal
pictorial
   presentations
of
 prior
 experience
in
the
completely new

A SURREAL ABSTRACTION

compelling
    dreamlike
 captivates
&unfolds
infuses
 with
the dynamic
hybrid

 interpretation

 expressiveness
  in
a mixed
    narrative
upon
a
canvas
of
 the
 atmospheric
recesses
of
 the subconscious

where
inspiration
 transcend
the ordinary
&
 delves
into
 the symbolic

prompts imaginative
&collective
 meaning

evoking
narrative
 emotions
 in a
lexicon
 of
eniched
intensity

Renaissance a Freed Verse

RENAISSANCE
phrases radiate
feeling
 the breeze
a shiver
of
contemplation
attentive
images
arrive
enthralling
& magnificent
recurrent
to show
 an inspiration
in an
enveloping
embrace

encounters
of
the
 open-hearted
 receiving
the
reverberating
light
so mysterious
& forcefully
present
invisible within
yet
seemingly
 entirely elsewhere
 remarkable
thus
missing the moment
  altogether

perception
expressiveness
a blessing
displayed
astounds
in
 close up
then
 & fades
to evoke
the past

Low Self-Esteem

Low Self-Esteem states of affairs differing impressions 

            religiously surround us/me?  Uncovered at an inopportune time

           range of  possible options channeled to social pressures, sensing
     
            to belong are we clones? Do you sense being on the same wavelengths?
 
          swayed to authoring and bad decisions? Low Self-Esteem borrowed
    
        from childhood tribulations and bad habits and decisions, t. Lorust

       issues? job and health uneasiness, unhappy childhood, physical and

        emotional issues compelled to Low Self-Esteem of the self void of self

        expressiveness growth of self-abilities, and confidences of Low Self-Esteem.

Idiosyncracy

IDIOSYNCRACY
a childlike
relish
   playful&dramatic
hopes
remarkable&
 revealing
deliberate
in tone
  recalling a refuge
containing
matterings
  of embellishments
 as
expressiveness
is sealed

a
respectable
bright
&sparkling
reminder
 a processs
 so very crucial
 evesdropping
 on
 posterity



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

Sublimity

SUBLIMITY
eerie
   empty
&the bizarre
sublime
resemblance
 now apparent

the
idiosyncratic
& experimental
& intense
expressiveness
anticipating
the hidden
poetic
 possible
dwarfed
in the
 abyss

a place
of  mystery
swallowed
by an
oblivious
 translates
the pleasures
of the joyous
 surrounding
the sublime
so full
of
meaning

a
memento mori
of
stilled
life
a missing
 link
hints at
 reality
 layered

 in
our
  yesterdays

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

Be An Inspiration

Bright idea within
Expressiveness in 
Artistry with imagination
Natural ability in
Imagination fancy
Native wit and
Savvy brain with
Pizzazz wizardry
Initiating quick thoughtfulness
Revived invigoration
And 
Total
Individuality
On aha moment being of 
Notable inspirational model

Cultural Canons

CULTURAL CANONS
sophisticated wit
expressiveness
  & tricks of the eye
illusions
    out of the blue
  shadows in the sky
a paradox
this sense of irony
      naivete
observed
made manifest
decorative &agreeable

 influential
hierarchies
  artistically distinct
 mainstream
but
separately identified
    in formative influence
inherent vagaries
          of taste
subtle&telling
in
  perspectives
      .of pictorial space
 &
receding
  lines of audacity
in heavenly light
emergency
   to revere

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived

You Still Won'T Listen To Me-

Sat I engaged and talking
You’d not listen, you are not listening
While I pondered, my voice quivering telling and mocking
While I voiced myself, expressiveness and flocking
Spit out those wet words
You refuse to hear
You’d not listen, you are not listening
While I voiced myself, expressiveness and flocking
Yet still I pondered, my voice quivering telling and mocking
I crave the suggestive, splendid singer
Singing in perfect pitch harmony
I was a viewpoint and you’re a prompt
Ah, distinctly I was debating you refused my heart
It was stimulating, deep into that darkness phrasing
Of passages that I’m raising
I felt compelled to sniff the harmonies
The vocals came glazing
I sing now joyously 
Yet you still not listen to me

2/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

Poetry Purpose

A poet writes to share a secret depth 
Of feelings within their soulful breast.
They write to grasp onto immortality,
To be remembered beyond their death.

8-16-19


ARBITRIUM DIVISA Contest
Sponsor Gregory Barden
Taken from my poem titled "A Poet's Gift

A Poet's Gift


A poet writes to share a secret depth 
of feeling within their soulful breast.
They write to grasp onto immortality,
To be remembered beyond their death.

A poet shares emotions inked upon the
Page that cannot verbally be conveyed.
They dwell in a world of dreams, of dark
And light, of imagination, of metaphors,

Where heartbreak heaves and love believes.
Poets dwell where nature inspires, and
Longing desires may elevate or decimate.
They feel compelled to write day or night

From their innate state of expressiveness.
Music, dance, and art entwined, are all a part
Of creating that sonnet, free verse or rhyme
Which may capture hearts in belaboured sigh,

Cause tears to well, the heart to swell, joy to
Bloom, cause lovers to swoon in blissful reverie.
Poetry...the greatest gift a poet yearns to share
With sensitivity, with naked open heart laid bare.

7-23-19

A Poet's Gift

A Poet's Gift

A poet writes to share a secret depth 
Of feelings within their soulful breast.
They write to grasp onto immortality,
To be remembered beyond their death.

A poet shares emotions inked upon the
Page that cannot verbally be conveyed.
They dwell in a world of dreams, of dark
And light, of imagination, of metaphors,

Where heartbreak heaves and love believes.
Poets dwell where nature inspires, and
Longing desires may elevate or decimate.
They feel compelled to write day or night

From their innate state of expressiveness.
Music, dance, and art entwined, are all a part
Of creating that sonnet, free verse or rhyme
Which may capture hearts in belabored sigh,

Cause tears to well, the heart to swell, joy to
Bloom, cause lovers to swoon in blissful reverie.
Poetry...the greatest gift a poet yearns to share
With sensitivity, with their open heart laid bare.

7-23-19

A STRAND (1048) Poetry Contest N/A
Sponsor Brian Strand

First Time

And moistened lips I softly kissed
Beguiling as the dusk's embrace,
That framed with such expressiveness
The perfect smile upon your face,
Which reached out so uncertainly
Although I glimpsed with mild surprise,
The tethered velvet fluttering
Of shadows living in your eyes.

Then we awakened to each other
As we held on to the dawn,
With a sense of life beginning
Such a sense of being born,
And we paddled in the shadows
As the moon washed them away;
Then we walked along together
Through our first together day.


Lyric Man's What's The Big Idea Contest
by nette onclaud
5/21/2015
Theme: The First Time

Silhouette

In ghostly white and crystal blue
Like sun spiked diamonds on a chain,
So gently dripping down upon
Your silhouette within the rain,
And where you stood, the shadows bowed
In homage and in wonderment,
As unseen beauty shone abroad
In such a sacred sacrament.


Then the gas light glowed upon you
And your silhouette was gone,
Like curtains opened to the dawn
Just as the evening's done,
You reached out purple brocade arms
To hold me close again,
And we clasped ourselves together
In the shining morning rain.


And mist clad lips I softly kissed
So indistinct below the lace
That framed with such expressiveness
The perfect smile upon your face,
Which reached out so uncertainly
Although I glimpsed with soft surprise
The tethered velvet fluttering
Of shadows living in your eyes.


Then we awakened to each other
As we held on to the dawn
With a sense of life beginning
Such a sense of being born,
And we paddled in the shadows
As the sun washed them away
Then we walked along together
Through our first together day…

Angel Wings

I pause and witness words of beauty
Taking me up to the mountain top
A simple gift of serenity

I stand still looking over the drop
Held in the grasp of expressiveness 
Taking me to the mountain top

I take to the air a silent witness
Lifted on phrases of pure delight
Held in the grasp of expressiveness 

My mind is bathed in a pure blue light
Riding on delicate angel wings
Lifted on phrases of pure delight

Freedom is felt as my soul it sings
Who knows where I'll be taken to
Riding on delicate angel wings

So as I inhale sweet words from you
Who knows where I'll be taken to
I pause and witness words of beauty
A simple gift of serenity

Dedicated to my Poetry Soup Friends who continue to
lift me on their delicate angel wings.

Puzzle

I cannot say this without missing some fragments.
What the mind reveals is too bright to paint
In words
In pictures
In song…

How I crave the expressiveness of thought
Living and true
Without the disadvantage of explanation.

I write with my mind
And when it is gone
I will write as I have always dreamed
Beyond the borders of limitation
Finally, creation comes home.

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