Painter Arthur Hughes
in pre-raphaelite who' who's
'April Love'* a reverse ecphrasis
depicting a love affair in crisis
Categories:
raphaelite, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Young in flowing gowns
a Golden Staircas* descending down
Edward Burne-Jones pre-raphaelite
with a enchanted dream of delectale delight
Categories:
raphaelite, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Eleanor Fortesque Brickdale
made stained glass in a cathedral
In essence a Pre -Raphaelite
but with detail so finite
Categories:
raphaelite, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
Frederick Sandys a pre-raphaelite
brothe to Emma portraitist of delight
Then sibling art togetherness did bring
lost & remote now as digital apps are 'the' thing
Categories:
raphaelite, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
"Tightropes of the Three Graces"
Tightropes
for hanging clothes
on a line
each piece
pegged wooden
held between closed fences
misfortune's breeze lifts
sleeves like covers
pointing the way home
books and their pages
for The Davenport dancers
all's well that ends well
scene perfect
imperfect fortunes
throughout their ages
the balancing act
seeking Life’s rhyme
saving fates in stages
odd numbers
are never easy,
never graceful
the balancing acts,
tightropes
of the Graces
saving fates in 3 stages
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
mlb, klb, llb
Édouard Bisson , French Pre-Raphaelite
“Die drei Grazien”, 1899
Hans Baldung, German Renaissance and Mannerism
“Three Ages of Man”, 1541 -1544
“Three Graces”, 1539
Sandro Botticelli, Italian Renaissance
“The Three Graces”, 1485 - 1487
Categories:
raphaelite, little sister, love, sister,
Form: Free verse
Brother to famous poet Christina Rossetti
no less renown was D G
a member & notable pre-raphaelite
their sweet women,are well worth a sight
Categories:
raphaelite, art, tribute,
Form: Ekphrasis
"Pony"
Taken
Lead
By Whisper,
Bit
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Old Town Road + Pony Mashup"
Lil Nas X Ginuwine Pomplamoose
(Extended Music Video)
https://youtu.be/OTdSOXUT5lM
"My fascination with letting
images repeat and repeat
- or in film's case 'run on' -
manifests my belief
that we spend much of our lives
seeing without observing."
Andy Warhol
1.
"Lady Godiva", 1898, John Collier, artist https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Godiva_(painting)
2.
John Collier, Pre-Raphaelite
http://www.historyofpainters.com/collier.htm
3.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Godiva
4.
Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pre-Raphaelite_Brotherhood
Re-uploaded 5.11.2020.
Deleted 28.10.2O20 due to Troll interference.
Originally uploaded on 13.8.2020
Categories:
raphaelite, freedom, journey, muse,
Form: Free verse
The blooming luster of citrus oil
upon my pine cabinets, tantalizes my senses
and I am transported to the tropics,
escaping midwinter’s clutches.
The sun-kissed, sterling baubles
adorning each rolling wave’s crest,
are pearlesque raindrops dancing upon the
eternal sands; tiny cantaloupe balls for a
sand-crab’s weekend party.
A golden-orange sky-orb hangs above the
crystalline waters of the Atlantic;
a tangerine, popcorn ball for the angels to share.
I watch the cloud-angels gather overhead;
Raphaelite puffs swarm the carrot-colored skies;
a gathering of sacred rites,
that I am privileged to witness.
My skin drinks in the sweet, apricot nectar
from Heaven’s light-spray and I take another sip of
chilled Orange-Julius...ahh...
Categories:
raphaelite, color, earth, nature, poems,
Form: Free verse
Sometimes life gets peculiar,
a picture falls off a wall
when no one’s around;
there’s a knock at the door
but, not a soul, anywhere in sight;
oh sure, there are practical jokers
everywhere but,
when the bizarre happens
right before your eyes,
and you’re fully awake;
that’s a whole other story!
It’s true that dreams will scheme
and play upon the mind and
I suppose under certain conditions
we may hallucinate but,
when perfectly sane and sober;
to lie down in the snow and
make a snow angel,
stand and turn around and
it shifts itself into an elaborate
Raphaelite-style angel,
as one’s staring at it?
I quickly took a photograph,
knowing that no one would believe...
the doubters claim,
“You’re quite the artist
to have carved such an elaborate
angel in the snow.”
But it didn’t,
I just lay there waving my arms and legs;
something...someone else must’ve...
taken things from there.
Categories:
raphaelite, angel, poems, poetry, snow,
Form: Free verse
crowded canvasses
the aim
sincerity&truth
a certain perfection
in a fight
against convention
to open eyes
in amazement
poetry depicted
painted&portrayed
allegorized with passion
so prominent
in pure colour
as a footnote of their art
fresh hours
of wonder
smiles&signs
living images in the mind
infused
by an impulse
preoccupied
with
originality
these wild gleams
of fancy
in soaring imagination
on
the
wings
of the wind
Categories:
raphaelite, art, people,
Form: Ekphrasis
Angels in a cloudy sky;
So slowly do they float on by.
My late sister paints them there;
Her way of saying, “don’t despair”.
She was an artist, in mortal life;
Art relieved her stress and strife.
Also, she wrote poetry but,
Her journals, on a shelf, are now shut.
Oh the things she could have done;
Cancer once again has won.
God has her painting angels now;
When I see them, I’m always wowed!
So intricate are they and Raphaelite;
Those cloud angels, do delight.
Categories:
raphaelite, angel, appreciation, beautiful, cancer,
Form: Sonnet
(Lizzie Siddall, the Pre-Raphaelite artist's
model, has just married Dante Gabriel
Rossetti ... and now regrets it.)
Why could it not have been agreeable?
What steered me down this unforgiving cleft?
Was this misfortune not foreseeable?
Why can I find no crumb of comfort left?
I longed to find a lover, thoughtful, kind,
a husband who, attentive, understands:
but now the day has dawned (alas!), I find
my triumph turns to water in my hands.
At last I comprehend what Paris meant:
each absence was his chance to play me false.
If I object, he terms it “harrassment”.
I’ve danced alone in sharp embarrassment,
and now I find I’m weary of the waltz:
I’m keeping time, but hope the music halts.
Categories:
raphaelite, marriage,
Form: Sonnet
Milias’s Muse
She was an epicurean
To Milias's cynic
She sought pleasure in ordinary
Things.
Her hair was scarlet
Long with large curves:
A winding labyrinth.
A true delight
For a Pre Raphaelite
Milias's vision was to climb up her
Hair; into the depths of her illusions.
Milias painted her scarlet hair
Days on end;
Mixing aryclic
On a palette.
Her stillness in a coffin
Was meant to bring Ophelia
Into life:
Tragic creation of Shakespeare!
Instead she was a lady of her own
Her scarlet hair all her own.
Milias' s Muse and an epicurean
In a coffin.
Her luchious lips
Seeking pleasure in
Exotic food and the artist's flesh.
Her half open eyes
Absorbing all the beauty in
Milias's palette:
Rosy in hue like
Her illusions:
Her illusions transformed into visions;
Milias was no longer a cynic but a
Romantic.
Categories:
raphaelite, appreciation, art, beautiful, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
Rossetti, master painter - poet.
His works inspired by the Bible
and classic literature.
Oils of jewel tones
suffuse his canvas.
Italian name.
London born.
Artist.
Skilled.
Dante Rossetti (born May 12, 1828, London, England—died April 9, 1882, Birchington-on-Sea, Kent), English painter and poet who helped found the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, a group of painters treating religious, moral, and medieval subjects in a nonacademic manner. Dante Gabriel was the most celebrated member of the Rossetti family.
November 23, 2015
Favorite Poet Contest
Sponsor: Nayda
Categories:
raphaelite, art, , literature,
Form: Nonet
Melancholy Girl
With your Pre-Raphaelite curls
You don't seem quite of this world
Such a strange and a sad-eyed girl
What happened to your smile
How came you to be so full of guile
Your eyes seem to stare for miles
For such a sweet and a tender child
There's someone you've got to meet
The truth can set you free
Eternally
Enigmatic babe
The way you live's a shame
Life is more than some strange game
Freedom's found in just one name
I'd like to show you another way
Where the dark can't harm you
Night or day
Melancholy Girl,
With your Pre-Raphaelite curls
You don't seem quite of this world
Such a strange and a sad-eyed girl.
Categories:
raphaelite, day, freedom, girl, night,
Form: Lyric
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