Short Venetian Poems

Sunrise pajamas
Venetian blind shadow play
Naked fit bodies...

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Venetian strip blinds
Adjustable openness
Bedside window pane...

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venetian glass
shes signed by a glass blower
each piece unique...

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If it wasn't for venetian blinds, it would be curtains for us all....

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A 
valued
disciple-
with venetian
views


View of the Grand Canal by Guardi...

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Peek, gentle whispers
What you seek of me, open
Your embrace, full mast

©Drake J. Eszes...

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oh please
por favor
i want a
day where
the sun don't
shine so i dont
have to selfishly

squint...

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Venetian artist Carlo Crevelli
once imprisoned for adultery
Used the sacra conversazione
with a Gothic fantasy...

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Venetian Carlo Crevilli 
a renaissance master,maybe
Compared now to Magritte
his sophisticated follies somewhat a treat...

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Francesco Guardi so prolific
the love of painting made him tick
He captured Venetian atmosphere
topography now held so dear...

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Venetian Sebastion Ricci
collaborated with nephew Marco you see
Making decorative painting its best
& seascapes with fantastic zest...

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Venetian Giovanni Battista Piranesi
an artitic dreamer oh so free
He conceived a vision when in Rome
imagined scenes from back home...

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There is a sour sound of lemons screaming
In a Venetian glass bowl on the sill 
Each citric fruit sees the sweet thief stealing
But all stand perfectly still...

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Venetian blinds shuttered
Vivacious lust a fix
Veins throb crimson allure
Visceral dread repels
Victorian specter
Vexing savoir-faire lure
Vampire's bloodletting...

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HIROSHIGI

lingering

landscapes

CANALETTO

captivating

canals

GUARDI

venetian 

vistas

TWINKU a double word distich with integral title



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Ivory leaf
Cathedral
Bridal
French Chantily lace

Guipure
Paisley floral
Venetian border
Embroidered lace

Korean style
Blush pink
Rose pink
Magenta
Bright blue lace

With their own flavor and style...

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through venetian blinds
slanting beams of light peep in
where she sits alone
reminiscing in silence 
hoping that the bell would ring

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25th March, 2015
Contest: Tanka 3
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich...

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Mysterious masks.
Motives suspected.
Whispered invitation.
Dance confirms intentions.
Low hanging Venetian fog
floats through narrow streets.
Distant music from St Mark's Square
drifts to rooms above.
Feelings unmasked.
Gondolas rock softly....

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Mesmeric gondola ride
Hypnotic lull 
Water barely moving
Dipping and dripping
With barely a sound
Beauty of silence
Gently trailing my fingers under the water
Utterly relaxed
Luxuriating in God’s beauty
Italy’s loveliness
Coaxing me into a gentle nap...

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Ornate guises fill the halls,
Baroque, Venetian—timeworn
In courtyards of seduction,
A wealthy heir plays the game .
Dainty farm lass in torn mask
Becomes this  man’s easy quest

Her façade, a thieving ploy. 


Contest: SEVENBITS for nette onclaud
3 Oct 2017...

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The Kodachrome is Venetian-dusk.
The photograph still perishing
from its vintage exposure.

On the back of the image,
bleeding to invisibility,
a telephone number.
The London area code is quaint,
only a young man on a ‘Triumph’ motorbike
could trace it now.

I still want to.
...

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The hearts of youth long to wander
Through streets of a foreign locale.
Pass the gates of Chinese temples
And row down Venetian canals. 

An unrelenting urge pulses through 
The Veins of youth who quickly move;
Place to place seeking distracting solace
From pressures they feel the need to prove....

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You grin,
the Kodachrome is Venetian-dusk.
The photograph still perishing
from its vintage exposure.

On the back of the image, 
bleeding to invisibility,
a telephone number.
The London area code is quaint,
only a young man on a ‘Triumph’ motorbike
could trace it now.

I still want to try....

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He was a false captain
steering lost ships into his harbour of iniquity...
She was a Venetian vessle,
seeking refuge in the arms of oblivion...

& Somewhere in the distance, chaos rejoiced
with masked tears, and Bacchal fury voiced:

"All things must end as they do start-
such is the story of the broken heart"....

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The light
It peeks through
The Venetian blinds
As I rise to greet the day

It pokes
As if to say
“Hey you, get up!”
With it said, I do

This sunlight
It’s a gift from 
Heaven itself
Bestowed unto us

Ironically it appears
Pretty much the same time
Each day, as God opens His
Refrigerator to get a bite to eat...

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