Long Acrylics Poems

On the outskirts of the city
a young woman walked
gazing at art and viewing it lovingly.

Inside her bright red backpack
that carried the contents of her life
was a painting. 

The painting was years old
and at one point...

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I've always 
wandered in 
venus' orbs, 
searching for
the star-seed 
of my spirit that
has forsaken
it spiritual 
sanguinary and 
caged every 
fluorescent flicker 
in a sculptured
sanctuary of 
materialistic
metamorphosis. 

Wondering - 
what am I, 
in the camouflaging
shades of...

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tenderly ...
as if robin's eggs
I consider the brittle fragments
of her heart, cupped in
my tarnished Tin Man hands -
not taking for granted
the entrusting of their care
I lay them out like
priceless puzzle pieces upon a
surface of loving...

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When nylon nights
trade crystal colours 
in the stalls of nimble 
butterfly wings, 
I blossom as an 
irenic origami 
fervently fabricated 
with snowflakes of 
greedy gloom, 
stealing royal violets 
from the smokey estuaries 
flowing beneath the...

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tenderly ...
as if robin's eggs
I consider the brittle fragments
of her heart, cupped in
my tarnished Tin Man hands -
not taking for granted
the entrusting of their care
I lay them out like
priceless puzzle pieces upon a
surface of loving...

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a 1 2 3 4 is not a 1 2 1 2 nor a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8....ok then hum....x
A house trained duck could run amok in even the most tightest...

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Written: January 06, 2024 
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Shimmering swaths
of cerulean sea
ionize comely light
purple-tinged sand
strewn with tattered shells
during low tide,
summon imperial thrones,
tartly lovely youth
amid sparkling Tyrian swells,
whilst peering...

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 Mchoraji wa picha-Portrait Painter Dylan Frese- -
portrait painter
mchoraji wa picha
quick fast-artist speed painter;
He whom paints religious art;
portraits which includes profiles of Jesus;
Artist Painter"Dylan Frese"
He just wants to please
Wants to praise God in Acrylics; 
portrait...

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Calligraphic psyche in a delicately expressed avalanche;
Addressed to whom it may concern in a note, carte blanche.
Four walls house the sweet suicide, boxing floor to ceilings;
Heavy pen seeking solace, in the paper basket of crumpled...

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She is unique

It’s her eyes
And though I know it’s just a painting
They speak to me
She’s alive.

It’s her hair
That immaculate orange-red coloring
It’s unnatural
The mark of her unique
Refining all that is pure

It’s her lips
Though which lack expression
are...

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Poe’s raven came to me in my sleep, at the most unexpected time.
At first I thought it was just a raven, but it gave me a look and I knew.
Recognizing Poe’s sadness shining out of...

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Written: January 06, 2023
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Nighttime hypnotic dreams flow
a starry heart swirls
heavenly sequins sparkle,
gold moonlight reflects off crystal seas
an evening full of...

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The Infant won’t paint, cried out the Father;
he sensing an otherworldly genius 
in the toddler’s eyes.

The painterly parent bought paper, acrylics,
oils, brushes, chalks, and crayons…

not even a finger painting emerged.

The child steadfastly refused to paint.

The...

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Lost in the madness (that always is you)

Nightmare acrylics in lipstick stain passions
Blush on the fingers as mist falls the ground
Silhouettes linger in street shadow fashions
Nowhere is everywhere, you can be found

Gripping these sheets as...

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Pirate woman slashes through the canvas, jumping into my lap.
Her fiery red and pink hair rivaling the flash of her gold and silver jewelry.
A caramel skinned ebony queen riding a polka dot dragon raised her...

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Were I given the choice
No matter the season
Heed the call every morn
Beguiling and playful
Come out and discover
Charge up the camera
Tote spare memory card
And head off for the day
Shooting million photos
Details and horizons
Feathery cloud patterns
Luxurious shorelines
Sun’s...

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Marble hatched haven communes; helixicly hewn canvas' brushed within

Acidulous acrylics of adumbrated conjectual forms....

Spawn tipped dippings upon the collateral cliffs edging these, layaway hues?!

Deciphered shades in monochrome pitch pigments beneath the jaded jejunes

Manic manifestations, over-looking...

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a decade ago, I picked up water colors and acrylics
O the exuberance of being a first-time artist
Who, in myriad poverty of apartheid, scorned art
As the purview of those living in luxury
Yet I was spending five...

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I rinsed my paintbrushes in the Rideau River
Watching a kaleidoscope of colours
Dance with such an intensity
It was the first time I
Saw
Acrylics come to life
Among the minnows
I am Vincent Van Gogh, 
I am
Coated in
Deep Crimson Reds...

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Color my day magical, paint my day lavender.
Throw in some glitter, some glitz and some fun.
A day with good friends, who laugh at the right times,
Who know when to hug, and know when you need...

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Madeline’s McMansion with the adorable painted flowers
Hidden in the meadow where the best vegetation grows,
Peeks at the rare visitor, ready to unleash her magic powers.
Ethereal and fantastic, her artistry in land and paintings show.

She has...

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Masterpiece

Paint me a picture.
Add some red, blues and greens.
Show me the "me" that you wish to be.
Will I be contained or will I be free? 
Add your brush strokes. One by one and we'll see.
What...

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In realms of peace I do release for my thoughts reveal their pathos
In a melancholy state a wasted weight I encroach the chronic chaos
As unpredictable I am invincible a valiant warrior to keep serenity
Forevermore in...

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There's history written upon my face
Lines and curves do not erase
My eyes are circled, my lids now sag
I carry around a stomach bag

My fanny's tired and pulls my frame
It's not arthritis, sloth is to blame
My...

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He is silence, 
crowned in rosy rhymes, 
sprinkling balmy rain 
upon frail flowers. 
misunderstood, yet 
beneath his armor, 
is the selfless moon, 
bestowing starlight.
when darkness unfolds, 
time may be cruel, 
but seasons can't wilt 
soft-spoken...

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