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FUTURISTIC DALI

Inventive Salvador Dali
a futurist as we can see
Two dancers * in a twirl
gave his art a swirl

 "Two Dancers 1949 (dedicated to the subjects dancing)

CLERIHEW ecphrasis XXXII

Giacomo Balla a futurist
with 'moving' portraits did persist
Best known or ' Dog on a leash'*
movement,flight& speed never cease

DREAM I DREAM A THING

Day and day daze away I dream
I am a futurist i dream Of future things 
Happening.  Pluto schemes and
Pleasantries utopian eloquence 
And such a rush  I think I blink I feel
The zeal!  Yeah after all I dream 
A dream  of  excellence and promising
Progress  where we are all blessed 
With best of our own  request and 
Not at all ever again stressed with
Having  less.  Dream i dream 
A thing of exceptional access 
Never Having to 
Confess Preoccupation  of
Wanting  your needs have been 
Satisfied  you WILL  no longer BE
in dire  straights. Day and day  daze
Away dream of never having to suffer
Consequences not your  fault  not
Your vault.  Never got caught  at
Doing wrong?  Instead having to 
Struggle with  doing  whats right?
Always at the time
Living on the line.  NOW  WE DREAM
REALITIES  INTO BEINGS! We  never 
Again  have a dream  within a 
Nightmare  denied! Yeah hey there now
Relax no more worry. DREAM ALL 
IMPOSSIBILITIES TO FRUITION 
NEW CHAPTER NOW!

Once We Were Ghosts

All our stories are true,
for we are the fabulous fables,
of the long dead.

All truth and fiction has been ghost-written
by those formerly gone.

Every new perspective
of an ever-expanding reality,
philosophies of all kinds,
both modern and classical,
art of every form, including all contemporary
and futurist technologies;
the terrible weapons of war,
and of course every religion and scripture
ever preached,
all of it dreamed-up by us ghosts.

Once you were perfectly alive
and not merely the dead acting-out
a dream of life.
We eternals
have always given you a view,
sights imagined by us just for you.

Yes we know
you feel that this must take away
your purpose and creativity,
deny you
what you supposed to be a real life,
but you see,
you are one of us also,
we are all ghosts,
ghosts coming and going.

Clerihew Van Dongen

Kees van Dongen
a futurist in art way back then
Placed himself on par with Matisse
shame how egotism can never cease

Clerihew Futurism

Futurism* tried to purge the past
but such art could not last
Never achieving popularity's seal
or critera of aesthetic appeal

*https://artincontext.org/futurism/#:~:text=Some%20Futurist%20painting%20examples%20include%20Giacomo%20Balla%E2%80%99s%20Street,Gino%20Severini%E2%80%99s%20Souvenirs%20de%20Voyage%20%281911%29%2C%20among%20others.

Clerihew Boccioni and His Dog

The futurist artist Umberto Boccioni
tried to capture movement-an impossibility
nevertheless with atmosphere
on a flat surface made a flicker appear*

*https://galleryintell.com/artex/dynamism-soccer-player-umberto-boccioni/giacomo-balla-dynamism-of-a-dog-on-a-leash-1912/

Clerihew Boccioni

Umberto Boccioni,a futurist was his call
died horse-riding,from a fall
his art usp a flickering blur
a moving image was his spur

Nikola Tesla

Entrusted by the Gods
with the secrets of heavens,
Nikola Tesla, *

like a new Prometheus, **
 
into the deem-lighten world of
phenomena walked
determined to dissipate ignorance's fog
and
let divinity's knowledge of universal
laws shine bright.

Alas,

Man's haze of confusion and doubt
didn't allow the intensity of his shining mind illumine
technology's path till its ultimate goal  
thus
living unanswered many questions asked by us,
mere mortals, who still strive to comprehend the
magnitude of his genius
that
was impregnated with the cosmological principles of
being and becoming which constitute the
eternal truth that steers the Cosmos! 








© Demetrios Trifiatis
    13 January 2020

* Nikola TESLA, Serbian - American inventor, electrical engineer, mechanical engineer and futurist. Born 1856, died in 1943.

** In Greek mythology, Prometheus is a Titan who is credited with the 
creation of Man from clay and who defies the gods by stealing fire and giving it  to humanity.

Need Three Things To Be a Success

Need Three Things To Be a Success

To be total success could be a centrist,
Or do look forward and become futurist;
View wide spread;
Living before dead,
Or how about a voracious ventroliquist.

Jim Horn

Sphinx

SPHINX

you silent riddle
of the lion stars
ancient in mystery 
staring at omega
in a terrible patience
stone eyes are fixed
at civilization fractures 
ground down by hubris 
all human history's here
in these stinging sands 

stone maned lion
symbol of king solitude
patient as a Bedouin
tending his camel
such appetite for code 
unbroken in timeless 
stare hinting fury is near
awaiting a new born
generator of myths
even in techno-chaos 
you are in our midst
patient as a caravan
tented under stars

Stone Sahara Lion
image cut from ages

his appetite is time
his labor enigma
outlasts the flesh
as grinding sands 
hums some meaning
in a stone head dream 
of secret revelations
harboring a shadow
cast  over our future

by Charles Eastland

from: The Car Has Ears - Selected Poems 
by Charles Eastland - Amazon Kindle eBook

Observation - 2017

OBSERVATION – 2017

Far from Monet’s garden
    with ruptured thought of plain air
the futurist philosophers have tasted
    the poison mushroom
        and rushed to Bethlehem

As though mere noise will save the day
They wave to heaven	    
    with crazy gyrations
And the Kingdom seems lost in hypocrisy

Will the daisies bloom  
      be loved once again
The promise be fulfilled? -
Some say yes at hope’s better end -

Or does the soul look out in fear
    and distrust this split-in-two world?

Dave Austin

The Futurist

Unpunctuating , 
fear will slice the time, 
and you will be a sitting duck 
in the hands of brutal clock.

Drink, Apollo, 
with round eyes and 
limbless torso. He walks on 
the curves, reciting mantras.

There was intrigue and blackmail 
in return for not telling 
the indiscretion of celibates.

A damp squib. There was lot 
of hissing sound, but no 
explosion. Procreatiom will 
stop without fire.

Wants to return to pines. 
The cones, the pricks and 
swaying hips of splendid suggestion.


Satish Verma

Eternality

All day it rained. 
There was no destination. 
The futurist will incite 
the blue light in the itinerary.

You can convert the eye 
into moon. The sky follows 
the assassin under- 
the cover.

O Brother, I wanted to 
scream. Lines were not clear 
but the blood was same, 
in syntax and on knife.

The potential, the genius, 
the capital. They were clubbed 
to win the game. The earth 
will go searching the fakir.


Satish Verma

Futurist

The Futurist
I was looking into the magic box of colours 
and saw a kaleidoscope of dreams ready to
be released to those with a vision.
A saw the dream of a farm hand and his 
milk maid girlfriend they were getting married 
and the dream was to lease a bit of land and
start a pig breeding farm. A dream measured to 
the reality of what was possible. 

 Most dreams in the box were fanciful, the ones  
one smiles about in mature years, yet worth 
dreaming as it makes the dreamer aware of colours 
shifting hue.  Sifting through discarded dreams 
I didn´t find mine, which I was glad of, because my 
dream has yet to be fulfilled.

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