They say a picture may paint a thousand words
but I can't read what he wrote
household paint poured onto a horizontal surface
ain't what I call works of note
splashed with no pre-planned end-result
for art's sake to me does not art make
known for his 'drip technique'
yes he was a drip and no mistake
yet a few of his spills sold for millions
long after his prime
as a fool and his money are soon parted
and you can fool some all of the time
but if we pry the boards from his studio floor
and hang them on the wall
why it would be far more relevant
tho' still takes no skill at all
his splotches are not pictures of poppies
nor pansies petunias or hollyhocks
in fact they're really nothing more
than just a load of Pollocks
I can see:
The pretty blue sky,
with bright sun shinning.
Fall garden sleeping,
flowers are all dead.
Big bees a buzzing.
I can feel:
Cool breeze touching,
my warm dry skin.
Warm lovely sun,
covers me up.
I can hear:
The birds sing,
barking dogs.
Kids on bikes.
I can smell:
Coffee,
donuts.
I can taste:
Cream.
darker
lines
black
outlines
stand out
&follow
the
curves
& angles
refined
then defined
&isolated
to
configure
the shape
a perimeter
visual contour
thick
black
yellow
or white
sharp
&strong
a
closed
distinguished
&
bold
silhouette
The ‘Big Lie Technique’ is back
designed to throw gullible masses off track
Hamasniks scream: “End the Israeli occupation”
though 2005 was the year of Israel’s Gaza abdication
Gazans shout, “Israelis are starving us alive”
ignoring the 500,000 tons of food Israel’s supplied
'Experts' tout, “Israel's murdered 9,500 Arab women in the war”
though fewer than 5,000 have died if you’re keeping score
Never a word about what caused Israel to fight
about Hamas' hostage-taking, baby-burning
about simple wrong from right
And their chests puffed up with antisemitic pride
Protestors world-over now cry
“Death to the Jews”
"Gaza genocide"
From the grave, Hitler and Stalin grin and salute
their ‘Big Lie Technique’ once dormant, newly revived
There dwells a mime
Within me
He speaks
But not a word
Expressing only compliments
The secrets
That he's heard.
From barre to en pointe.
Ballerino in plié.
Jeté through coda.
tech is tech of technology
tech is tech of tech
technique is a tech of technique
technique is a tech of technology
technology is a past of technique
technology is a past of technology
tech is past technology
past technology is past tech
past tech is tech of technology
past tech is tech of technique
technique is a hair of technique
technique is a hair of technology
technique is a hair of a past tech technique
technique is a past tech of technique
tech is a hair of tech
tech is a hair of technology
tech is a hair of technique
technology is a hair of technology
technique equal technique
technology versus technology
technique versus technology
we would take a peak
at something rather unique
new trendy technique
Jim Horn
Even though a[[earing bleak
J-oyful
O-bjective
N-icely
A-pplies
T-he
H-appiness
A-s
N-ame
S-imply
W-orks
I-n
F-ashionable
T-echnique
Topic: Birthday of Poet Jonathan Swift (November 30)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
There once was a young lady from Spain
Who had made love again and again
To a bald little creep
Whose company she'd keep
For his technique in bed was insane
8-17-19
Contest: Make Me Laugh Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
It's coming back, my rhyming technique
Almost broke down, kissed myself on the cheek
Twisted my neck
Off to emerg to check
Docs said, “don't do that, give your arm a peck”
Dawn hurls new light
Sparkling and bright
Dark night makes way
For a sure day
Morn spreads fine tints
As moments mint
Night dreams fling me
Day dreams to see
Birdsong now greet
With mantra sweet
My blur mind feels
A touch that heals
Awake to dawn
Aware of morn
Slow as a snail
Wobbly legs avail
I salute day
Sense words to say
Now come what may
Thank God for play
For all that jazz
And this life fest
Leon Enriquez
06 June 2015
Singapore
Once there was a man called Clean"the modern"
His philosophy “Catch the new words, you are modern”
Dressing sense, eating etiquette - nonsense
Healthy thoughts, personal hygiene- nonsense
Bloody this modus operandi is very catchy. Modern!