Short Montage Poems
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manipulative
media
montage
angular
distorted
&provocative
stark
overlaid
unusual
arrangements
of
the incongruous
Bits
of steel,
spot welded-
craft..art..becomes
one
eg Picasso's Woman in a garden
http://www.spanisharts.com/reinasofia/picassoescultura.htm
Castle of Dreams
Lutes and violins
Gothic dreams, pleasures of sin
Recited poetry
In my chamber of fire
Wine distills lulled memories
She evaporates
Into my mind
Mature arboretum
Memory of spring gone
Many start to wither
Maple leaves dominate
Multi-coloured display
Montage for October
Masterclass in fine art
My Mind and Brain
My mind and brain both need a message,
And what we came up with was a montage
Politics for sure;
Have to endure,
That had ended up becoming a big mirage.
James Horn
Black-headed flowers wear long drooping ruffled petal skirts.
A black crane, statuesque, stands in the tall green grass amongst them.
The tallest flower - distinctively blonde - has arms to touch the crane!
In sunburst morning
Clouds drift on light wing
Focused sunrays pierce
Curtain and pane glass
Blaze a track to sun
My cold life I run.
October 31, 2017.
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Sponsor : nette onclaud
Montage of Autumn flows
Marked by minty trees ...lush!
Mauve-gold leaves whirl a prance
Melding shade for couples -
Moonlight foliage thralls
Mood's magic brings rapture
Maple moments of Fall !
A paint of white within a black canvas
A haiku of lies
A silver lining underneath animation
A photograph cropped
A wall paper hidden under new paint
A speech too eloquently given
Together, they become art's montage
just a piece of scenery
smiling photos reveal
empty portraits, pasted smiles
eyes that don't smile back
negatives, cut on a dark room floor
a photo montage in black and white
over exposed, hopes and dreams
never developed
Wild
wind
flutist,
whistles on
dancing canopy,
birds of blue sing in swinging nest…
Sonic silence serenades in soul with bloom of bliss,
montage of placid petals mingles with mesmeric mindscape in stillness absolute.
In the meadow of innate topography,
memory shadows dance to the melody of bliss
with the sequined flashes of psychic stardust.
The meticulous mindscape of discernment
makes the mesmeric montage
of the existential rainbow of sanguinity.
Majestic maple trees,
Mixed coloured autumn leaves.
Mirrored on cool waters,
Montage miscellanies.
Myrtle, flame, silvered streaks,
Magenta, edged with gold,
Moonlight bliss, lovers kiss.
10 / 16 / 2024.
fantasy
heightened
to
metaphor
contoured
in
rapture
imagination
consciousness
possessed
&
stimulated
with
the
inescapable
figments
montage
in
a
portfolio
of
under-lined
completeness
Ornamental gold
Heated scents, Ripening fruits
Montage of tiled lines
Flies buzzing in Autumn's heat
Tuscan's orange, greens and yellows.
(January 18, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
It always seems as though, the first line holds this key....
Creating a moment it's poetic course yet, rarely, be she thus
Adrift about his isles desert dunes like Ishmael, an outcast; tides
These ebbs in flows to scrutinize their Archer's bow ? Zodiac's montage.
Form:
MEMORY PAGEANT-:-
kaleidoscopic
montage
ephemeral
chromatic
fresco
of COGNITIVE FECUNDITY
mystique
panorama
metaphoric
derelict
mindscape
in ILLUSIVE TWILIGHT SWATHE
evanescent
euphoric
abstraction
reflective
extravaganza
Constitution:
From the mighty quill feathers of post revolutionary colonists
a seething declaration that will stun the world.
This is how its done,
we dont mind you having guns,
say what you will,
thou shalt not punish unusually,
we make the laws, you interpret them
Thine mortgage is a montage
Teachers, Angels, God
I return to You
Wings clipped
Ready to Heal
Killing egos
Slaying dragons
Thank you
For seeing
Me through
Everything
From sitting
On soggy
Ground to
Wearing my shame
I want You back
For you Saved me
From myself
They aren't the key to anything
But they put the key in your hand
Nothing to unlock or access
You may wobble
But you'll still stand....
Could you stand it?
To be alright-
To be ok without being
When you plan it
You build a kite
Untethered to what you're seeing.
Oil and water do not mix
So much as you and I
cannot hold the same space
We can no longer come together without something in between us as if it was gluing us with spite
for the extra effort
We breathe with viscous flow and utter words of contempt
We do not mix
Yet they all say
we are a montage
My window on the world resonates
with the resounding chorus of colors.
The passing light creates a montage
of charismatic chromatic geometry.
At noon, I see the radiance of ruby,
tempering to tinge of topaz at dusk.
The kaleidoscope of transmuted light
refracts the stained rays of my longing.
Mystic melon moment
Moistening thirsty lips
Molecules of pleasure
Mooning about within
Mellow crimson milieu
Mirth in hemoglobin
Montage of the summits
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April 20, 2017
Pleiades M - Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Kim Merryman
conscious
paraphrased
episodics
outwardly
inward
&
in
disquiet
stylistics
endanger
existence
of affinity
with
occasioned
emphasis
abandoning
the
peripherals
a montage
subjugating
&
reconciling
symbolic
concepts
of
apposite
eclectics
Shattered minds;
Distance skies;
Broken heart;
Fleeting times;
Battle cries;
Blood pressure has risen pops!!
Voyage is limber;
Token miss figures
Confusion surprise;
Anxiety montage;
Arrive at this dissension
Help us O' Lord
6/29/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
From Anthology “Intermittent Praises”