Objet Poems - Poems about Objet

...Something inside me is calling Some things are caught on thorny thoughts Sometimes I radiate and deviate as thoughts linger I bleed icy dreams Dark as ink, silent n deep, all seep Drowning ou......Read the rest...

...Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck seconds elapse imperceptibly leaving me dumbstruck, how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; ofttimes......Read the rest...

...Artist Kurt Scwitters did not bother with 'sitters' His major collage 'Merzbau' 'objet trouve'here&there somehow......Read the rest...

...Louis the Fifteenth, king of France, Adored Madame du Barry. His royal ardor was not bound To the person he did marry. His paramour was hard to please. The king brooded day and night On what ......Read the rest...

...(alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck) Ever since the advent of civilization contrivances crafted to measure days, weeks, months... analytical “gifted” anonymous minds wrought ever more......Read the rest...

...I found a friendship I can't deny So with this heart I couldn't say goodbye. When I think of you I'll always remember how you Sweet child celebrated my birthday and the fourth Of July. We shar......Read the rest...

...It is not called bagatelle But can be one! An instant caress of her curlicue Popping the bottle with a corkscrew Objet d'art and its vestige Touch then smell - the prestige. Wink and smile Mur......Read the rest...

...Objet Trouve* diverse assortment of art on the stoop, enticing allure bright clay pottery welded lawn ornaments photographs and paintings inside the gallery trave......Read the rest...

...I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4. A buxom beaut ill of repute amply endowed with bits......Read the rest...

...I am an oasis, an oboe, an objet d’art, an ocarina, an abundant ocean; I am the very air you breathe - I am O.......Read the rest...

...A used Monte Carlo was my first car. It couldn’t be driven so very far. Though it had been well used, It did not look abused. Less a ride than a fine objet d art. Seven miles to the gallon, a......Read the rest...

...anenome petals on the lawn - natural landscape art......Read the rest...

...She stands there, still Untarnished by society As the onlookers flash Their many lights at her Of the deepest beauty She stands tall above All who dare to compare The classic look of her To ......Read the rest...