Art Riddle Poems

When songs of joy are sung, deep and full-throated,
     Gay lines of cheer blissfully oft' may spring;
but songs sung happily hide...

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How shall we begin? 
I'll do my best to fit in, 
transcending silhouette, minimalistic.
Expressive curves, pause for a second,
what is it that you've seen? 

Move...

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In the quiet of Christmas morn,
Before the rooster has even sworn,
The aroma of coffee begins to dance,
Signaling the day's first advance.

Pancakes sizzle on the griddle,
Their...

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Was She Crazy Or Had This World Gone Mad

As fantastic glitter flowed into a fast beating heart
she her dearest fantasy dared to not again relive
all...

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gripping images
lucid word art on paper~
loquacity barred...

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There In Morning Sun, Hope Circled Enticing Dreams


From inside gaping jaws, golden honey slow drips
its taste as if bitter hell came with deadly judgment
life turned...

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Fed but little, I have still written much,
Not bound to some code or a stale cliche.
My poetry springs from organic touch.
How odd - for 'tisn't...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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Fado, she said

I sat in my study had tried to write a poem, failed, switched the TV, and a, “show ” female singers sang in...

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There was a homeless lady,
one afternoon, outside the hospital.
Was she homeless? I don’t know.
She had a ladened shopping cart,
which, on TV, is kind of a...

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That sigh of joyful relief 
When the stake staged a clear motif...

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HOLY IS THE NEW FLESH

burning the rights of an ancient Sacrifice 
by ancestors holy and profane 
the offerings of an Intellectual ape 
hairless and Afraid...

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Music is always loved,
every piece that is heard, felt.
And yet I can play none,
not a chord, not a note.

Art is always stunning,
every piece that is...

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Within a night, a simple crop field has been transformed into a  magnificent work of art, the overnight cryptic formations capture the attention of...

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Kelogb (6-7-6(

I may not use nutmeg 
To spice buns in place of egg
Na my own choice, abeg!...

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