Fauvist Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Clerihew Derain

Matisse colleague Andre Derain
known as a Fauvist in the main
Developed colour for modern art
but traditional for the best part

My Artist Friend - Another Ten Words

Among artists, she is something of an anomaly—
Traditional and avant-garde, austere and baroque,
Yet a bona fide artist nonetheless. 
Amid the cacophony of modernism, 
Where iconoclasm gives Carte-blanche 
To jettison all rules and form and coherence—
A kind of fauvist deja-vu in distorted echoes—
She, neither dilettante nor polemicist,
Has genuine elan, and force, and passion--
In contrast to pandemic, jaded ennui.

Premium Member Art - Henri Matisse

Look you for Matisse's Daughter?
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The cat glides paw in the water.
It is glaring at three goldfish.
Jolly tulips are on left side.
The bowl with fish is on a dish.

Gawp at colors so bright in frame...
The cat glides paw in the water.
I guess the fish have fear inside!
                (No sign of Matisse's daughter.)

The wallpaper has hearts on it -
Look garish in Fauvist color.
The cat glides paw in the water.
Nothing here to mark as duller.

This cat goes yellow, mark it well...
Never like the one of daughter.
The three fish look up to the cat.
The cat glides paw in the water.


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The painting describes "Le Chat aux Poissons Rouges",
translated correctly as goldfish, not red fish.

4/24/2017

Contest  - Celebration of Art

Sponsor - Kim Rodriguez

1st place win


A Life Unsigned

Hold my heart up for the world to see
Frame the furrows on my face
And revel in the character that they exude
Each crease a paragraph
Of the story thus far
A fauvist collection of lessons learned
Read deeper, between the bristled lines
To fully understand the relief
Each one etched by discontented happiness
Teeth without a smile
A portrait of fortitude
Of strength forged by unnecessary battles
A marked and scarred fortress 
Erected by ever-watchful eyes
No more blood shall be shed
Time wasted being beaten by emotions
By brittle relationships 
And iridescent infatuations
Hung out in front, still left unsigned

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