Art Mentor Poems

I paused to stand and watch a man who had come to the road’s divide,
my wonder soared as I watched his stare slowly shift from...

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At the Charlie Norton School of Performing Arts
They only taught armoured acting parts.
They had a special maintenance man
Always kept busy with his little oil can
Keeping...

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Heavy is the brow that sits the crown of power, 
fame or shame it is a wonder that we live with 
greed to want for...

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of an dying autumn day.
The gentle breeze tosses
scarlet leaves before him.
…into the ember fire sky 

His thoughts drift,
a familiar voice is heard talking near.
…speaking of...

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When the earth was new.
Mans grand grime: age old
When the earth was stew.
Before eternity was logged...
To keep track of the passing seasons.
Man dwelled with the...

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Here I sit...
Behind steering wheel.
My back is numb
My head reels.
Cars pass me left and right
Ribbons of crimson taillights 
Leave traces behind my eye
Deep in my...

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On days like these.
I feel the need. 
When lovers roam.
Driven a part, I need these
Feel my hand the reason it bleeds
and most of all I...

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My work is not as factual as yours
You have done extraordinary work to expose men
Kali Shalwar is a pioneer in the field of literature
What a...

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Teaching is a great art
Tolerance is a must
Techniques are to be taught
Talents are to be set
Trains and mentors student
Test is to make perfect
Transforms environment


Pleiades T...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I speak Renaissance’s of Non-senses, 
but it’s not nonsensical, 
Similar to the double negative that succeeds the thirteenth syllable 
Twist your tongue back and fourth...

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I walk around your garden
among flowers and fruits, 
under the Summer rain.
I walk alone and alone I think 
of the seeds you planted 
and the...

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To Vincent... who will never know
The love I feel and cannot show
Of kaleidoscopes on linen snow

To Vincent... shaded as a fool
Whose isolation fractured rules
With genius...

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His favorite protegee
Mentors her day by day
You are his curious delight 
You're always affable
And so unflappable
Yes you're his favorite acolyte

Though your aura's sacred chic
Radiating cool...

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A free Bird 
Let me go, let me fly
Clouds are calling me and so does the sky
I want to soar to new heights
I want to...

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