Short Unframed Poems

The
colour
fills our eyes-
and enters our
mood
with simple
blues and reds-
art can transform
life.


Ekphrasis tribute to Mark Rothko...

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Creativity…
undemocratic 

Tyrants of insight,
breaking new ground

Vision on fire,
effigy’s burning 

Painting’s unframed
—all muses set free

(The New Room: November, 2020)...

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What’s in a photograph
in reference to time
The events as portrayed
or what they call to mind

Focused on tomorrow,
the picture is lame
Its history frozen
—the future unframed

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)...

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Trying might make us good ,intentionally 
For sake of blood lacking breath of visual 
Composers all around 
Reciting the benefits of loyalty 

Crop up again with idol mind
Craving for golden sweets
With pre-owned diamonds 
Isn't this antithesis 

Well known roots 
Lapse with faults 
Idol mind is a key to success 
Was an unframed judgement...

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She wakes, bare as morning light,
A face unframed, soft in sight.
Mascara lifts, lashes rise,
Eyeliner sharpens her guarded eyes.

Blusher blooms, cheeks come alive,
Contours shape what can’t survive.
Lip gloss glistens, a coy disguise
Her beauty speaks, but never lies.

By night, the mask dissolves away,
Each streak of cleanser blurs the day.
The mirror holds her rawest view
Which face is hers? Which one is true?...

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Snow stays in the sky
while the mountain peaks seem to fall
as first light denudes them.
Crystal clear in the mirror of itself
the lake shines under a surface of silence.

I know if I take a picture of what I see now
the mountains will not be falling,
I will not see the snow in the sky
nor the mirror in the lake

so I just sit awhile on a wet stump
and bleed a little wonder into the world.
          If I still smoked
the smoky fumes would be perfect
          to look through....

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