Short Futurist Poems

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Premium Member Clerihew Boccioni

Umberto Boccioni,a futurist was his call
died horse-riding,from a fall
his art usp a flickering blur
a moving image was his spur
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member CLERIHEW ecphrasis XXXII

Giacomo Balla a futurist
with 'moving' portraits did persist
Best known or ' Dog on a leash'*
movement,flight& speed never cease
art
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member FUTURISTIC DALI

Inventive Salvador Dali
a futurist as we can see
Two dancers * in a twirl
gave his art a swirl

 "Two Dancers 1949 (dedicated to the subjects dancing)
art
Form: Clerihew

Need Three Things To Be a Success

Need Three Things To Be a Success

To be total success could be a centrist,
Or do look forward and become futurist;
View wide spread;
Living before dead,
Or how about a voracious ventroliquist.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Futurist Singings

Oh sing exponentially sing
  vague ting-a-ling-a-tinglings

singest singing
ring a ring ringing
     lifeless    lives  lost luminously
singing songs   serenely safely
                                   safely softly singing


Premium Member Clerihew Boccioni and His Dog

The futurist artist Umberto Boccioni
tried to capture movement-an impossibility
nevertheless with atmosphere
on a flat surface made a flicker appear*

*https://galleryintell.com/artex/dynamism-soccer-player-umberto-boccioni/giacomo-balla-dynamism-of-a-dog-on-a-leash-1912/
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Clerihew Futurism

Futurism* tried to purge the past
but such art could not last
Never achieving popularity's seal
or critera of aesthetic appeal

*https://artincontext.org/futurism/#:~:text=Some%20Futurist%20painting%20examples%20include%20Giacomo%20Balla%E2%80%99s%20Street,Gino%20Severini%E2%80%99s%20Souvenirs%20de%20Voyage%20%281911%29%2C%20among%20others.
art
Form: Clerihew

Eternality

All day it rained. 
There was no destination. 
The futurist will incite 
the blue light in the itinerary.

You can convert the eye 
into moon. The sky follows 
the assassin under- 
the cover.

O Brother, I wanted to 
scream. Lines were not clear 
but the blood was same, 
in syntax and on knife.

The potential, the genius, 
the capital. They were clubbed 
to win the game. The earth 
will go searching the fakir.


Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

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