Long Artworks Poems

I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
He or she, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth
Also, with you we were taught our first lesson

II.

Animals...

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We, the generation of '50,
Time-travelers with stardust in our hair, with memories planted in pockets,
Rooted in decades embraced by change, souls adorned with the dawn of the post-war world.
We spun on the carousel of the...

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I will admit I was a tightwad, though that fact shames me now,
As never changing mountains, often colorful mists will allow!

I never meant to be unkind, but only endeavored to be practical,
Like the moon exiting...

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I was a busy and active person, who loved to savor life.
I was also amiable and friendly, avoiding excess strife.

Like the glad golden sun, ever beaming blissful radiance,
Indeed drawing all others, with its cheerful brilliance.

My...

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I was an enthusiastic painter, striving to apply more verve and color,
Like sunshine dreams, of blue-gray days, that couldn't be any duller.

Painting had for long been my passion, but had turned into a career,
Like the...

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CAUGHT ASTRAY WITH THE GODDESS. 

Not always do I have my lens on
Call it a strain, but just want to be free
Trying to bring to focus every fair and dark
I can't be more absorbed than...

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I was for long an active art enthusiast, with a special passion for still lifes,
As the roving, scarlet sun, develops late passion for the bustling nightlife.

I was ofttimes in large art museums, and I had...

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I was a college music teacher, engaged in pitch, tempo, rhythm and melody,
As lavish planets dance around a golden star, with the zeal of fuchsia fidelity.

I taught harmony, vocals and singing, and how to play...

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As Artists Touching an Audience - Thoughts on Creating


Beyond the full experiencing and aims of the creative process in all genres, there are the results, the “made” productions, the works, ready to be sent 
out...

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Life As A Highway Robber

Escape from captivity pulled off
     when I came of age
boyhood begrudged,
     and bested by brigandage,

but willpower sans declaration
     of...

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It was just this morning.  That it was. 
At the table there sat only three.
There was Tux, the foam Linux penguin.
The others were my oatmeal and me.  

I never do tire of oatmeal.
But...

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I  once met a lovely girl
                            ...

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Well over a hundred years ago
The illustrious Vincent Willem Van Gogh
A genius somewhat like Michelangelo
With thousands of artworks in his cluttered studio
From the sublime to the grotesque for show
Might have been better off working as...

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Being a Poet, I would like to tell you in a poem Verse. 
A new book has been written for all those who love to 
collect and have fine books of artworks. 
This will uplift...

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PEACE ON EARTH

Peter paints the deep blue sky,
as if at the rise of creation.
He brushes the circumference
of a brand new world.

With tears, Max moves his sweeping
brush, as if tidying up the base
of the gifted Statue...

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Yesterday I wrote poem how about how when the ocean waves meet the land they leave little drawings in their wake…little artworks in the sand.

Marilyn, and old friend from my Ohio high school days (that...

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Happy Birthday to Lauryn 

My October's blessings
By Michelle Morris 
30/10/2023

You are October's blessings
You are the brightest and the best
You're the spring blossoms in South Africa
You're the autumnal earthiness and rest

You remind me of the jacaranda...

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True artworks live for long, fakes deceive, 
Exist not yet live, better believe, 
In an age of mod art, 
Voyeurs peep, play odd part, 
World has gone far since Adam and Eve,
Time moves but stayed...

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Early Autumn.
Lazy Sunday morning.
Coffee cooling.
Reading poetry, writing pooretry.
Viewing artworks, editing photographs.
Eggs and crumbcake, long since
consumed.
Forgot by mind, by mouth
though not by belly.

Hawks foreground the 
white puffery in the North sky,
circling.
Perhaps challenged by a corvid.
Something black...

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What Wasted Wastes!

Wasted debates
Wasted dialogues
Wasted breathes
Wasted efforts
Wasted energies
Wasted times
Wasted days
Wasted weeks
Wasted months
Wasted years
Wasted lifetimes
Wasted knowledges 
Wasted secrets
Wasted powers
Wasted egos
Wasted loves
Wasted emotions
Wasted existences
Wasted pleasures
Wasted pains
Wasted pleasurable-pains
Wasted gains
Wasted seeds
Wasted ideas
Wasted beliefs
Wasted facts
Wasted fictions
Wasted thoughts
Wasted minds
Wasted actions
Wasted words
Wasted...

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Of all the memorials I've come across
Acknowledging heartbreak and sorrow and loss,
The stolperstein dotting the streets of Berlin
Have reminded me most of what shouldn't have been.

These bricks made of brass are the work of one...

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The drafting on of renaissance curtail
earmarks of goodly fortune, so avail
the breeding of contentment, this rest's hail
imbibes my soul's delivery with assail!

To caulk the artworks beauty, cover stale
in moment's grand assumption, empty, fail!
Consign my emptiness,...

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Weathered tree
Silence speaks;
Vibrant wisdom

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Dark night
Rainy interlude;
Noisy cicadas

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Weird weather
Hot yet cold;
Temperamental

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Marathon man
Old yet supple;
Stoic dimension

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Getaway moment
Poolside meditation;
Peace of mind

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Another tryst
Rainy day moments;
Abrupt satisfaction

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Touch of morning
Sun streams streak;
Darkness stumbles

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Two butterflies
Sunny frolic here;
Balcony flowers

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Fruit shoppe
Choice produce;
Worldly harvest

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Design motifs
Artworks...

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Not from some pedantic school of art, 
Art is something straight from the heart. 
Composition, perspective and tonal value, 
Brings birth to artworks so very untrue. 
An artist is one born with God’s very own...

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Tender as cuddling arms, this godly place
Bright the jasmines that pose in laced dresses
Enchanting my soul with bliss all around;
That paints this unbridled colorfulness.

No panels of steel gates here, or mown grass
That disapprove of a...

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