Juried Poems - Poems about Juried

...The swirls in the painting were thickly slathered onto the canvas Would they ever dry? The artist was unconcerned. Concentrating on the creative process, not the technicality of his art. The art t......

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...When Stephen laid his charges out, Both devastating and severe, His verdict then left little doubt, Delivered boldly, without fear, Held nothing back, his message clear: “You stiff-necked folk......

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...We three teachers were taking a painting class. Mr.G, the teacher was new, fresh, nervous. Asked us if we would please let him put our paintings into an art show. Kitchia was reluctant, but Margo ......

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...Talk about how you feel, talk about how they fell Purge your emotions without due process, but remember, it didn’t just happen overnight He wasn’t always alright Sometimes they cried through the n......

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...I have food addictions, hobby addictions, and friendship addictions. They go in spurts and phases; no rhyme or reason, fed by an internal need. They start up without warning and last until they are......

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...Time is the recorder, measuring events that expire And not the Judge, deciding when events transpire it silently and anonymously prints beginnings to endings The world juried our Love affair Eart......

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...My hobby arrived accidentally In the form of a request issued simply but emphatically By my nine-year-old granddaughter. Grandma, can you paint with me? Was she crazy? These canvases cost eigh......

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...Avid anteaters ate artichokes Blossoming beyond barley’s beauty, Classic chews can clearly Deny delivering dangerous dangling dates Evening eggplants enormous evolved ecstatic Ferocious fig fri......

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...Today is the day of a big fall festival, about twenty miles from here. I have been juried in, and have purchased all the equipment, set up a white tent, and put out my paintings, a few hours ahead, ......

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...I know this may surprise some of you. Not all. It’s not going to surprise my besties. But for others, Let me be the bearer of a Little surprise nugget of Information. I am OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE......

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...My Liquor language, and bottle babble, is giving you and on slaw of curses an voodoo spells. The heat from lips that can singe the devil feet in hell.Contemplate; contemplate the real side of the......

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