They say a picture may paint a thousand words
but I can't read what he wrote
household paint poured onto a horizontal surface
ain't what I call works of note
splashed with no pre-planned end-result
for art's sake to me does not art make
known for his 'drip technique'
yes he was a drip and no mistake
yet a few of his spills sold for millions
long after his prime
as a fool and his money are soon parted
and you can fool some all of the time
but if we pry the boards from his studio floor
and hang them on the wall
why it would be far more relevant
tho' still takes no skill at all
his splotches are not pictures of poppies
nor pansies petunias or hollyhocks
in fact they're really nothing more
than just a load of Pollocks
Categories:
pollock, art, color, humorous, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Footle
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Categories:
pollock, art, word play,
Form: Shape
ACTIONISTA pollock
no
beginning
with
no end
unpremeditated
continuous
random
expresion
of
the moment
vertica
to
the
horizontal
happenings
as arrested
moments
falling
notions
raining
abstract
visions
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Didactic
what is seen..unique
whatever is meant..
form is the content
impressions..from within-
so to begin..
this secret for free..
know how to see..
Spontaneity drips
involuntary &yet deliberate
Joyous expression
of inhibitions,inner experience
made free to be.
Painter & creative force
united as one living moment
its residue,to remain
in epigraph.
This inner Harmony
an abstract message
its meaning lost ‘til
unconsciously heard unfettered
beyond its boundaries
Inward vitality
the stress of inner need
to outer impulse
scattered
upon canvas shrinks
transitory & isolated
in the unconscious
its meaning springs
from the soul
by an inner need
outwards & upwards
a composition
complex in flavour
impressions improvised
&uttered
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Didactic
Chance
accidents
intricate
yet plain
in time&space
counterpoints to
tease
& float in unreal
swirl &mounds
apparent to the eyes
alive
opulent adventures
flowing
without restraint
turmoil released
in
energetic
explosions
of
loops&sprays
flung
splattered
at random
spontaneity
in flowing
motion
arrested in space
in a life
of its own
an easy harmony
dripping
drop
by
drop
short moments
of chance
inside to out
from the
unconscious
mind
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Spontaneity
drips involuntary
&yet deliberate
arrested moments
from above
joyous expression
of inhibitions
inner experience
made free to be
turmoil released
..a twist here and there
unreal accidents
in time and space
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
arrested moments drop by drop-
fill the unconscious mind
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Monoku
arrested
9A
1A
31 5A
8
1 11
moments
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Shape
POLLOCK
arrested moments
drip by drip-
encaptured
Categories:
pollock, art, people, poetry,
Form: Ekphrasis
Jackson Pollock was so direct
feelings expressed with great effect
No begining& no end
he established the 'as is ' trend
Categories:
pollock, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
Pollock so abstract in his famous art
where oh where did it start
Pouring II in nineteen -forty-three
&four years, later became his well-known usp
Pouring 11 1943 pinterest.co.uk/pin/517421444665331795/
Categories:
pollock, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
The Broken Fountain Pen Disaster
Underfoot the dropped was-so-lost pen breaks snapping its midnight ink artery to spurt explosively out like some imprisoned force nearly dead but risen sucking in saving air
while dispersing into freedom in a fly across the floor the long streaks of such random black pitch arcs streaking fall staining the canvas on which our living room is drawn between a sofa and yellow armchair there will be an awful task to clean this
now like aJackson Pollock’s winking quickly cast so rapidly set.
After the stroke we gape as the room itself clutches a stiller life mood blank in an erased atmosphere forgetting any will to find a contour of drawn new breath or speech only yet
whispers of loss in a similar kind of dreaded time when the
corpse lies in its open casket
under mounds of white roses while hinting of prayers by Rilke
until finally someone declares the tragedy past turning to suggest the use of gold leaf rather than ink on the outlines of the next drawing of the hour as it may proceed.
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(C) sally Young Eslinger 11/2020
Thanks be to God
Categories:
pollock, art, christian, imagery, rainforest,
Form: Prose
Spontaneity drips involuntary &yet deliberate from above.Joyous expression of inhibitions,inner experience made free to be.Painter and creative force united as one living moment.It and its residue,to remain, in epigraph.
Categories:
pollock, art, word play,
Form: Prose Poetry
red hot background
black white flinging
dancers cha-cha-chá
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2/7/2020
Ekphrasis tribute to Jackson Pollock’s “Free Form” in the triadic line form
February 7, 2020
REFLECTiONS an ekphrasis triadic line
Brian Strand, sponsor
October 24, 2020
EoW (7) Art
Brian Strand, sponsor
Categories:
pollock, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
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