Long Pointillist Poems

*Image of Education by UY.

A Cog in The Machine

Life advances their kind of entrusting stays,
origin of roots possessing foundation,
flung to care sprouts variable promises,
~~executes each seed.

The great void advents the id of emptiness;
launched needs, yet...

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I sit and watch. 

Changes come so slowly. 
So, vigilance is required,
an attentiveness to minutia.
There are layers of wardings 
erected        between
the watch 	and I. 

Thoughts, which flit and...

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Colour intermingled
in the spectator’s eye
divisions juxtapose
 ‘as is’ moment ..dot.. by dot..
frozen forever
as a ‘still-life’ shot
Colours in contrast
 one next
to another
patiently painted
dab by dab
Planes into particles
pigments of paint
in patches react
divisionist,
 pointillist    juxtapose
into our eye colour flows.
Meticulous,mechanical
the illusion
into shape
palettes of the fleeting
made permanent

Pointillist People
louis hayet
 alfred finch&
verhaeren

  .. then

 georges lemmen
angrand henri cross
van de velde &
albert dubois-pillet
& lets
  not forget

camille&lucien
father&son pissarro

you may know

maximillan luce
jan toorup&
van rysselberghe

& you'll already heard

of
 signac &seurat

stand so tall

 pointillistas*

              one&all


Colours in contrast
 one next
to another,
patiently painted
dab by dab.
Cyan, magenta
yellow and key
 illume the picture we see.
 Planes into
particles,pigments of paint
in patches react
divisionist pointillist
 juxtapose
into our eye 
  distinct colour flows
Meticulous mechanical
eye into mind defined
the illusion into shape.
In palettes of
permanance
the fleeting flies
sans such subtraction
luminosity lives 
Seurat, and Signac’s  
    legacy survives

...

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while dreaming one afternoon about perfection
what else
the notion erupted that wakefulness is not
it's that simple
but what complicates matters
is the mania to compensate
for the perceived unperceived or vice versa
during which time the totality
is left abandoned on...

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while dreaming one afternoon about perfection
what else
the notion erupted that wakefulness is not
it's that simple
but what complicates matters
is the mania to compensate
for the perceived unperceived or vice versa
during which time the totality
is left abandoned on...

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Night's grassy fields furrowed beneath starry bait,
calls us to cast ourselves upon the straw,
above the Pointillist's daubs spark a hungry slate
to entice our soul while we chew our chaw.

Where we render ourselves like straw
we skew...

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Written February 22, 2017


Motivation keeps us dream chasing
Those thoughts that you hold dear to your heart
Until the world falls apart from me missing you
These thoughts of you keep me holding onto
This abstract feeling called love
Now...

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With peace in your heart, embrace the night
Relish diamonds twinkling like pointillist art
Find your special place, stifle not your sigh
Embrace the night with peace in your heart.

Write a poem based on your heavenly vision
You can’t...

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Art Is Everywhere

Countless dots of living color
Begin to show
As plants break thru the soil
Blending   together
To form a radiant landscape carpet
In a pointillist form

Trees and flowers appearing
As mere impressions
In a thick morning mist
When the...

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Sunday
fun day

elders
brothers

from church
they search

warm place
wide space

for folks
need jokes

chill out
burnt-out

tired knees
'neath trees


19 April 2022

A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest 
2nd place


Notes: A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte (French: Un dimanche après-midi à l'Île...

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MY BACKYARD IN SPRING

My backyard in spring
How the ground cover gradually fills in
How the pointillist buds    some popping    slowly line
    bare branches
Just this simple awakening suddenly...

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Of Dampness & Breath

Alone with his idiosyncrasies
shuffling along 
the pointillist perfection
of tedious shore,
an old man
luminous by moonlight’s 
slight lemon glow
swirls in the magic 
of dampness & breath;
their convergence emerged a silver-toned fog
at the mouth of...

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The winsome birches sway, their chalk white, black-stitched
trunks frolick in the Fall gale,punctuating the hillsides greenery
with lingering leaves lemon yellow.
The pointillist tapestry of pale ash, 
purpled sycamore and tangerine maples, posed.

The Nor’easter’s downpour licks the...

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LUMINOSITY LIVES
Colours in contrast one next
to another,patiently painted
dab by dab.Cyan, magenta
yellow and key illume the
picture we see. Planes into
particles,pigments of paint
in patches react,divisionist,
pointillist juxtapose,into our
eye distinct colour flows.
Meticulous,mechanical,eye
into mind,defined,the illusion
into shape.In palettes of
permanance,the fleeting 
flies,sans...

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