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BLUE NUDE : Pablo Picasso: 1902

she  rose from depths of his despair
followed an artistic youthful 
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Categories: pablo picasso, allegory, allusion, art, bereavement,
Form: Ekphrasis

Composition in D Minor

Withered fingers
Cannot play anymore;
I drown in nuanced shades of blue,
Not seeing, in my plight,
My strings, wound tight,
Suspending me
Like a puppet,
Tethered to life.

I in my tattered clothes,
Blue like sorrow,
Torn like the heart that hopes,
Unable to keep out the cold
Or cover the secrets I hold—
I am the man who mopes,

Categories: pablo picasso, art, music, suicide,
Form: Free verse

Pablo Self Portrait

Picasso, oval face and olive eyes, 
always solemn and searching.
Pushing boundaries, challenging authority,
his artistic torch cut through the fog of life.

At times his scrutiny turned inwards.
Self-critique of the physical and the psychological took hold.
Could it be self-doubt or ego which drove him on?
Or was it simply a visual diary of moments in his life?

1901, subdued

Categories: pablo picasso, art, self,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Art: Pablo Picasso

Pablo’s Plight

Blinding color, third eye closed
Squared off chin and angled nose
Arms in the back, feet from head
An odd sight it must be said
Eyes are pared but rarely paired
Ears an afterthought uncared
Daring use of brush and paint
Never quite described as quaint
One boob here and two boobs there
Disjointed limbs evry’ where
Jumbled mess by child’s hand
Or mastered work,

Categories: pablo picasso, art,
Form: Couplet

Pablo Picasso

The abstracts of Pablo Picasso
I think his paintings are a fiasco.
For every one I see
They're always upside down to me.

Categories: pablo picasso, art, culture, imagery,
Form: Clerihew

For Pablo Picasso

I never can plumb the depths of your art
Nor fathom the gifts of your fallen heart;
I revere the skillful slither of you apt brush
And here pay homage to your pencil's dash.

Now ***** man of fourteen names after saints and kin,
Let this rhyme titillate your somnolent spirit,
And your faded flair stir awake and keen,
To inspire your

Categories: pablo picasso, dedication
Form: Rhyme Royal

Happy Birthday Pablo Picasso

In a riot of colours using brushes with valour,
Many movements he started devoid of pallor.
From a town called Malaga,far off in spain,
Pouring his heart out,unloading his pain.
What a journey he started from conformity parted,
To paint till the last,until he departed.
Many have aspired and wanted to be,
Including your's truly,I say why not me?
From erotic nudism to

Categories: pablo picasso, dedicationgod, god,
Form: Free verse