Long Impasto Poems

LITERAL SENSE :

This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
VERSE 1:
This ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked...

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Awakened and degenerated, I feel I am clashing somewhere 
The clouds appear and then depart, just another face amongst billions  
Millions of colors of the rainbow at one point I thought I was rare...

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I like the smell of leaded petrol,
pure, unadulterated,
the destructive euphoria of which intoxicates me
innocently unaware that it has forsaken me;
before I could realize that
olfaction influences gustation
and addiction is not a hoax,
I had become a car
that...

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Light is kin to vapor, 
	to certain fogs, 
	and the effervescence of ideas,
	yet Edward Hopper’s summer light, 
	when it comes late in the afternoon, 
	is solid, opaque,
	the color of soft butter,
	heavy with heat and remorse,...

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The sitter embraces a dangerous passion                             ...

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grand garden at Giverny
are gems gorgeously
nestling near a warm abode
where golden path lies beneath
in thick impasto and rugged strokes
transforming terrestrial moment
into amaranthine beatitude

baggy brush movement
of varied greens~ 
transposing from  soft geneva
to gecko and genoa
interlacing...

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stupendous silhouette of castle 
piercing through hazy fog
reminds me of your shadow
as you come to meet me at twilight

mixed hues of spectral sky 
reflected in dreamy water 
in furrowed thick impasto
of amber and sandstone
are glowing...

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There is no rainbow here
  the mind erases them all in fast succession
into some dull opaque gray white progression
 until not a single image or dream re-appears.

Once there was a palette of colors flowing
...

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The unseen maestro, the wily whistling whisperer,
Cunningly twirls a sway in the bending trees,
Dabs, daubs and draws impasto clouds in the sky,
Lilts, entices, leaves to dance in tune, as it whistles on by.

The field of...

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A lonesome magpie~
perching on a forlorn wooden stairs
on a snowcapped mountain side
spells serenity in the day light.

The barn house reflects
the pale lavender shadows~
a soft blend of chiaroscuro; 
The thickened snow in impasto 
reminds me of...

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IMPASTO PASSAGE
initiatives
to sparkle
as
bizarre
idiosyncratic
       unusual
features

a wayward conception
so convincing
  as an illusion
with criteria
   powerfully
     elaborated

a vigorous
 scene
  simultaneously
graphically
&typically
    exhausting

 it
initiates
a
 complex analysis
so visual
&
  appreciated
in a
 wondrous manner


THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two...

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wild rushing strokes 
of broad bristles
dominating seaside sky
of ivory and indigo
in thick impasto~
like our faded footsteps 
along  *Stroomi shoreline

Wild fiery grasses ~
deserted yet persistent
resembling your windswept hair
in times you forget the time
waiting just for...

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Unassuming beauty of emerald evergreen.
Verdure cool patches of sombre sunscreen.

Flowerless soft carpets of impasto  strokes.
The gorgeous mossy sponge .. vibrance evokes.

The gregarious green hosts.. fungi, frog, insect 
The bedecked forest floors.. symbiosis perfect.

Soft velvet...

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Each brush stroke on the canvas
marks a moment in time
the artist left behind.
A fragment of thought expressed in 
a line, a trace, 
a spot, a dab, 
a splash, a splotch,
a daub by palette knife impasto.
The...

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