Short Florentine Poems
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A Florentine christened Michelangelo
gave painting,sculpture&poetry a go
Anatomy in gestures he did portray
still available to touch this very day
Categories:
florentine, art, word play,
Form:
Clerihew
lament beautiful
multicolored butterfly
flitters through the sky
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bright florentine soul
flying up toward God home
in spaces skies blue
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lament beautiful
multicolored butterfly
flitters through the sky
5/14/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Categories:
florentine, adventure, beautiful, butterfly, color, introspection,
Form:
Haiku
Renaissance sculpture,
Liberated from marble;
Chiseled out of stone.
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Chiseled out of stone,
The Pietà’s form emerges;
Classical beauty.
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Classical beauty,
Masterpiece of divine hands;
A Florentine dream.
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Written for Michelangelo's Pietà
Categories:
florentine, art
Form:
Ekphrasis
An enigmatic smile,
Divides two distinctive landscapes.
A life-like pose captivates,
The viewers complete attention.
Draped in Florentine fashion,
With a fascinating alluring gaze.
Mysterious brushstrokes entrap,
The somber...glossy secrets of yore.
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The Mona Lisa by Leonardo da Vinci
For Brian’s ‘PICTURE THIS’ contest
Categories:
florentine, art
Form:
Ekphrasis
A blessed soul has won a role, The Prince of Peace,
Of noble birth, a novice born a blue-blood,
Pontificate average those brevities,
Stemmed full of thorns wrangled beneath his rosebud.
Won The Papal States, Mona Lisa smiled, lost,
His tenure was mired in doubts--parts that he crossed,
A scorned tag as unfortunate of the popes,
A Florentine, a Medici, useless hopes.
Categories:
florentine, conflict, history, military, political, religious,
Form:
Rispetto
You have the Florentine beauty of the soul,
with pale fingers as if made of snow,
you play nocturne farewell melody
on my ribs as if they were a harp.
and your renaissance soul
will conquer this simple one of mine,
and it will not remain of me
nothing but an outline in your past
that will complete your Shakespearean tragedy.
A picturesque depiction
of self-destruction,
after capitulating to beauty.
Categories:
florentine, emotions, feelings, love hurts, muse, passion, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
For those of you who are not Italian, it’s pronounced “gitta-GEEN”
It is consumed by Genovese, Sicilians, and Florentine.
You can find it in just about any Italian deli.
This spicy lunch meat was invented in Italy.
In Philadelphia, many use it to make a hoagie.
It can be found in Italian subs in LA.
It is used in Italian heroes in New York any day.
From what part of the pig is it made, do you suppose?
To be honest with you, it comes from the pig’s nose.
Categories:
florentine, food,
Form:
Rhyme