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Forgotten Already

This line is already in memory 

every thought of feeling 

or emotion

I ever experience, will one day

vanish,

 

like the dodo …

I am content to live in now

 

I have fallen to ground 

enough times to know,

I will forget the fall 

and it will only be 

on the spin of the next,

that my memory will surface

 

good thing about memory

it conveniently forgets,

 

carving each word my wrist bones

ache, from strings of memory,

But I know it will not 

make me immortal,

it just provides 

comfort

 

Burning my name in the moon

will only be blown away by comets,

plummeting to obliterate 

every curve,

every dash and dot

 

Leonardo Da Vinci speaks to me 

even now,

and I know, one day away,

only the stars will remember my gaze

 

I brush my cheek with death’s

and know that it will be enough


Premium Member Leonardo and Michelangelo

Two renaissance artists . . .

Leonardo Da Vinci created enduring works during his lifetime,
too many to list but perhaps the most well known is the Mona Lisa.
Born April 15, 1452 and died May 2, 1519 at only 67 years old.

Considered the greatest painter of all time.  Born out of wedlock.
At 14 he apprenticed with a master and soon was more skillful,
and at the age of 20, he was a master himself.

Michelangelo Buonarroti also created amazing works in his life,
one I love is the Pietra, so lifelike it makes me want to weep.
Born, March 6, 1475 and he died February 18, 1584, an old man.
His skill as a sculptor and painter is famous, and always loved.

The Sistine Chapel, his statues, his frescoes are stunning to view.
At 13, he too apprenticed with a master and soon was skillful,
and went on to be a master artist. 

There was a public battle  Leonardo vs Michelangelo and their art,
David vs Mona Lisa.  There was 2 years of public competition.
A huge man who stands with a grimace vs a sitting woman smiling.
Even before this they were rivals, hated each other, jealous of each.

The loser left crossing the Alps to sulk in France taking his painting,
today she smiles at her fans, like a star to be idolized by the public.
And Michelangelo's works are treasures he left with us forever.

There was such an intense dislike between the two artists always,
but really they were so similar.... perhaps it WAS all jealousy,
because I have read they were both a bit odd.

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July 7, 2016

Epic

For the contest, Historical Rivalry, Part 1
Leonardo vs Michelangelo, sponsor, Marugu Mo

Sixth Place
art
Form: Epic

Premium Member Battle of the Sexes

battle of the sexes


~~MONA LISA SMILE
Picture Oil painting worthwhile 
Leonardo DA Vinci, look out!
What is she really smiling about?

(((The popularity of the Mona Lisa increased in the mid 19th century 
because of the Symbolist movement. The painting was thought to 
encompass a sort of feminine mystique.)))



~~JAMES EARL JONES
His award winning voice, rough like stones
Darth Vader, Mufasa, stuttering jubilee  
When I die can he be the one narrating my eulogy?

(((I love James, I'm a star wars freak... <--- yup that's me)))



~~SADDAM AND BIN LADEN
Were very bad, bad men
Causing chaos throughout America & Afghanistan,
HATERS OF THE USA: they should be called the Arab ku klux klan

(((Occupation: Terrorist~ makes me wonder if they went to the same school.)))
                                                                   


~~ADOLF HITLER
The world worse killer
Commander of the oxymoron  Nazi  
Losing at his own game of Yahtzee 

(((The Most Hated Murderer of all time)))



~~YOUNG ANNE FRANK
Her diary worth more than any bank
Famous Jewish victims of the Holocaust
Her legacy teaches that hate is an exhaust 

(((Anne Frank's diary remains one of the most moving and widely read 
accounts of the Jewish experience during the Holocaust.))) 



~~JOAN OF ARC
Angel in an era so dark
an epic hundred year war
her visions is what she payed for.

(((Joan of Arc, also called the Maid of Orleans, a patron saint of France 
and a national heroine, led the resistance to the English invasion.))) 



~~BB KING
Can really sing
Stand by me...
But, can he sting like a bee

(((BB KING~ could not help but wonder if he was a lover and a fighter.)))



~~LADY GAGA
Is no piano sonata,
Madonna wannabe, is she.
Watching her videos make me laugh till I pee.

(((Lady Gaga is Unique as can be!)))


by;p.d.

for battle of the clerihew
Form: Clerihew

Be yourself

Be bold like Socrates,
Be fearless like diogenes,
Be strategic like Chanakya,
But never, you.

Be straightforward like Aristotle,
Be calculative like Archimedes,
Be a statesman like Machiavelli,
But never, you.

Be learned like Eratosthenes, 
Be stultifying like Sophocles, 
Be imaginative like Herodotus,
But never, you.

Be dedicated like Plato,
Be caring like Hippocrates,
Be daring like Herostratus,
But never you.

Be brave like Leonidas,
Be tactical like Themistocles,
Be liberator like Thrasybulus,
But never, you.

Be loving like Paris, 
Be defending like Hector,
Be attacking like Achilles,
But never, you.

Be ambitious like Caesar,
Be victorious like Alexander,
Be illustrious like Pompey,
But never you. 

Be determined like Washington,
Be proud like Tarquin,
Be devoted like Magdalene,
But never you.

Be curious like Da Vinci,
Be creative like Tesla,
Be observing like Newton,
But never, you.

Be fiery like Hitler,
Be silent like Coolidge, 
Be perseverant like Rowling,
But never, you. 

Be barbarous like Ghengis Khan,
Be paranoid like Stalin,
Be terrible like Ivan,
But never, you. 

Be disturbing like Osho,
Be calm like Krishnamurthy,
Be charismatic like Vivekananda,
But never, you.

Be spiritual like Shankaracharya,
Be materialistic like Charvaka,
Be enlightened like Buddha,
But never, you.

Skipping Record

I keep coming back
to the root of my problems
like a broken record
skipping on the same track
and I can't move forward until I fix the scratch
Soooo
like a mime in an imaginary glass box
I peer out on the world
wishing that I discovered the key to finding my way out

I see the promise of what I could be in the future
Long beautiful hair falling over my ivory ceramic dollface
with an elegant runners body, and my curves that would make Da Vinci deliriously envious
for they are grander then his Leda and the Swan piece .
I see my shoulders as relaxed as a golden retriever mid running dream

I think that I could fall deeply in love
faster than Humpty Dumpty who tumbled from the wall
Nor would I crack and become a mess like I had before
I will be a human marble

I have been trying to be Atlas with the world on my shoulders.
Taking the burder of everyones problems
Like when we were little kids and we would throw in leafs and sticks in a pot, and call it a 
potion
But people's life problems potions can often be poisonous
Atlas should have taken the world and kicked it like a soccer ball
so far across the universe that Beckham would be proud of it

Therefore the key to rehabilitating yourself in your man made mime mind prison
is this.....
Learn to focus your mind on the positives
Let go of the littlest anxieties
For in a world of Aids, Cancers, and starving kids
you have to put it all in retrospective
Find your place, and your gifts
laugh with your friends
Make passionate love to your lovers
This makes the days go by and brings you one step to a healthier closure
Keep on fighting to be the wonderful and brilliant person you know you can be.
© Laura Hew  Create an image from this poem.
Form:


The Immortal Painting

When he first began that canvas
with gentle brush' strokes,
he was unable to control those swift fingers:
did he realize that he was creating
a masterpiece...that painting
of ordinary woman with such serene eyes?


Was Da Vinci paid for his painting, or was his intent too probable:
to be immortalized as others in an era too rich and indelible?
Did Mona Lisa's attire made her not appear so noble to the Florentine court?
And although he was charmed by her, he only concentrated on his fine portrait!


Even the long-bearded Leonardo in his ingenious and creative mind
couldn't have imagined the viewers' admiring feeling; 
and I look at it in awe envisioning the master's skillful hand
carefully giving it the final touch to complete the immortal painting!
Form: Rhyme

The Essence of a Passionate Life

Life is an adventure
are you ready to drive?

To launch as an entrepreneur

We take on our passions
and work our bucket list in life

And laugh at the danger
and wade through the strife

Architect a world full of mystery and intrigue
Work our way through this very limited time here

10 lifetimes would maybe be enough
to see our life's work done indeed

So smile and whistle in your day
and apply yourself all in good time

And bring your passion and zeal to obstacles
so its not wear in the daily grind 

There is a world to be conquered
with science, art and time

And just the activity
can make life sublime

- the essence of a passionate life  For Richard Troy, Chief Scientist, Science Tools, Karmann Ghia God, Da Vinci to my Michaelangelo (C) May 23rd, 2011  Artimus Aka Susan Manley
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Last Supper

Jesus made the announcement that caused bewilderment and shock.
His disciples took time to accept his words and take stock.
He announced that by one of them He would be betrayed.
Surprise fell over, the last supper where the table was laid.
Judas leaned behind Peter, putting his hand on John.
Leonardo Di Vinci allowed Judas to be prominent there upon.

The artist did not hide him in shadows as one would expect.
And he depicted John so gentle, almost a feminine aspect. 
Jesus is painted, arms outstretched reaching for bread and wine.
It is said this represents the triangle of the Holy Trinity so divine.

Vibrant colours for this magnificent mural painted on a wall in 1498.
A vanishing point where light is brighter and the focus we appreciate,
Converges on the figure of Jesus and He more noticeably stands out.
Imagine the mood seconds before the room was filled with doubt.
All enjoying a meal with their friend, their teacher with no illusion
Saying one of them would betray him must have caused confusion.

They all loved him, which of them could it be? Could this be true?
De Vinci captures the horror, the questioning, on each, even Judas too.
His Last Supper is representative of Leonardo’s chiaroscuro technique. 
His use of perspective when the announcement renders the mood bleak.
The artist was mindful to depict what he called “motions of the soul.”
Through postures, gestures and expressions to make sure they were whole.
This is considered perhaps the most important painting in the world.
Da Vinci created a remarkable painting to let The Last Supper to be unfurled.
Form: Ekphrasis

Finger Painting

Before he could draw his mind
da Vinci made cathedrals with his fingers.

We once built an adobe hut
in New Mexico,
I was surprised how alike it was
to a poem taking shape.

When it was done, we pressed our hands
and fingers into the still wet mud walls.
The last rays of the evening sun
turned those hand-prints into gilded gold.

It was then that we knew we were Adam and Eve
and there was nothing yet but us
until the world would arrive
like an old painting out of nowhere.

A world bloodstained and crazy enough
to build helicopters or a Mona Lisa,
a bowl of fruit, or an adobe house in the desert.

That world had countless fingers
shaped from pure energy.

Together we formed a God
out of sticks and stones,
a rough idol that was holy for a while.

We kept it on a shelf above a small fireplace.
Often the flickering shadows of the flames
resembled the nimble fingers of an artist
at work.

Premium Member The Perfect Painting: Painting and Poetry In One

With her brush and canvas, she charily dash
Slowly and surely, never ever she rushed
Each stroke a decisive measured stoke
Yielding a beauty of light and heavy poke
A family of emotions, she does evoke

Even palette of events she illustrates
As she aims for a perfect painting
People that sees, admiration they rain
Her perfect painting, placed high like bling-bling
Persons exclaim adoration similar to a king

Yet to someone, starting dreams it deteriorate
Is her perfect painting implies coup de grace?
Frustration it deliver... it generates... 
Her encouraging words useless to brace
Even to bounce for a breathing space

Her picture did neither criticize nor mock
Yet, its fairness silently touched and pluck
Probably causing a string of charign
Swift as the gust of a passing wind
The effects felt timeless strong never thins


Inspiration: the video with these: "Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen" by Leonardo de Vinci and "painting is silent poetry and poetry is painting that speaks" by Plutarch

(c) Olive Eloisa
6:20 pm
May 28, 2014
CONTEST: The Perfect Painting
Sponsor: Elly Wouterse
3rd place, to God be the greatest glory.. :)

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