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Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beautiful, desire, imagination, soulmate, visionary,

Laminated Love

LAMINATED LOVE

Frozen flames pressed 
between each page; 
suddenly, I felt each passing note.
The painting on the wall began to breathe	
gently the same colors repeated life. 
I was so close; I felt every vibration 
and there underneath the gloom, 
the roof let in the luminance of the moon.	
A memory unfolded while I held your hand,	
repainting our years, a devoted love
at the heart of everything. Steam is drawn 
from our hands. The canvas, 
the beautiful canvas, tied by solid green-gold.
Flames-brushed each wall as ageing you and I.	
In perfect harmony. TOGETHER 

1-06-2016


Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: nature, new year,

Ekphrasis 12 Line Max

New Year’s Eve

I need to feel the trade winds blow
To know they have my heart in tow,

Here in the twilight of this hour
I feel the grandeur of God’s power.

The Sun, a ball of golden fire
Rises with my heart’s desire

That this New Year will offer love
As Sol begins to rise above.

How wonderful, the winter sky—
With mist filled clouds that float on by.

Sweet birds of beauty on the wing,
Portends the gifts New Year will bring.

© Connie Marcum Wong

My Muse is the New Year
Contest: Ekphrasis 12 Line Max
Sponsored by Rick Parise

Poem Details | by Michael Jordan |
Categories: death, family, health, history, life, loss, lost love, love, natural disasters

Black Sunday {Personification in Couplet form}

I was as high as the eyes could see
A giant dark cloud of pure misery

I seemed to roll as one with the wind
A giant black wall that had no end

I stripped the land and left it bare
Of the lives I destroyed, I didn’t care

Those who stayed I covered in dust
As their children died I broke their trust

From my hell many families did flee
Left to wander homeless in misery

I changed the word these words are true 
Black Sunday brought darkness on you


I didn't see any direct link but just goggle
pictures of the dust bowl and you will see
what i have written for Brian's Contest.
The Dust Bowl - Alexandre Hogue - 1937

Poem Details | by Raul Moreno |
Categories: art, education

If I Knew Picasso

If I knew Picasso,
I’d say Pablo come and see.
Bring your canvass here,
And capture this beauty. 

I’d ask him as he painted,
The things he’s thinking of.
If painting brought him peace,
As he paints a painted love.

I‘d watch as he stroked,
The canvass from his soul.
It would leave me in awe,
If I knew Picasso.


Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, lost love

NATURAL GARLANDS

Her innocence in daisy plaits ,displayed
Such naievty was so soon betrayed,
Touching romance' nettle brought much pain
When discarded,by his disdain,
Tears welled upon her pillow,
Forsaken love long wears the willow-
A broken heart,no words could save,
Death's red poppy,petals her grave.

Inspired by Ophelia by John Everett Millais


http://www.tate.org.uk/servlet/ViewWork?workid=9506


Poem Details | by Ashley Conte |
Categories: dance, sorrow,

Ballet Of Sorrow


Her movements express a sadness
As she dances to lost love
The center-stage reeling of emotion
While the orchestra throbs on;
And the ballet maiden weaves a lift
Though no one sees hidden tears--
Except a performance for art's glory
Unaware that her eyes can't see
The audience's waved ovation.


Brian Strand Contest 247
Dec 12, 2016

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, love, people

CLASHING SYMBOLS

With
caress
and cuddles-
the drama of
love
in glided
mosaic
of silver and
gold

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Kiss_(Klimt_painting)
NOTE
I thought this might be an appropriate sequel to my poem and Christie's original inspiration.

Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: love

A Prince

There in the midst
Of those ashes I see
A flame of humanity
Burning so brightly 
Fuelled by love
There on bended knee
The fireman 
Who risked his
Life to save
A dog and her
Five babies
Is Knighted a Prince
With a grateful lick
Given
So tenderly.  

For:  Joyce Johnson’s contest - Doggy Gratitude
Inspired by the picture

Awarded:  First Place

Poem Details | by iolanda Scripca |
Categories: art, depression, life

Transgender Secret

Female lips that don’t belong on me
Can anybody sense those colors are not mine?
I cry in blue, red , yellow twirls
just mutilating  body that doesn’t belong to Soul

Incarcerated in a breathing mask
I look at  YOU begging to see ME
As pupils burst the deepest love
Eyelashes can not  flutter free

So gracious Nymph approaching silent me
Those candid, open  lips Do belong on you
I grab my hands protective of the unknown
I’m just a paper mache… melting in the rain … 

copyright 2011
iolanda scripca

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, people, , memorial,

ART EKPHRASIS 3-Klimt and Chagall-recited

CHAGALL EKPHRASIS
A fantasist,alive upon canvas,surreal
and yet..so very real his love-for her-
not concealed.There..floating for all
to see..childlike, innocence his lady
in white,for us to wonder..and delight

Inspired by Chagall’s ‘Lady in White’
 
KLIMT EKPHRASIS
A kiss,Klimt’s symbol of love nouveau,
suggestive rather than descriptive,yet
of time immemorial.Love upon a cloud
of gold,lost in that moment where time
does not exist.One with the other,alone
and yet..desire..and need in love’s power
then to exist.

Inspired by Klimt’s ‘The Kiss’

Listen to me recite these ekphrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: family, love,

Love Will Triumph

Songlike, melodious was her voice
Awestruck was he with her gentle beauty
In her love alone he could rejoice
Forgetting about his gentleman's duty

Dramatic was the scene when her father
Swiftly appeared, vivid his displeasure
Brave young man who held it altogether
His strength of character one could treasure

Mother lovely gentle emissary
But father stands huge, angry protective
Will mom's love restrain the adversary
Will her people skills be most effective

Love will triumph, youth will win his gold prize
Father will give to him his daughter as bride  

Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst
Contest: Charles Haigh Wood
Written: August 31, 2013

Poem Details | by Amy Green |
Categories: art, devotion, , cute,

The Sleep of Endymion

 The Sleep of Endymion



Endymion, a simple title I must impose upon
He, son of Zeus, fell in love with Huntress Diana
Goddess of the Moon,  nightly she swooned 
about him and bathed him in her light,
She went to Zeus, asking for his immortality- her plight
And thus Zeus granted her wish- for Diana to
adore Endymion every eve, he will be in eternal sleep.

His beauty, this simple shepherd, mythic
Diana's love- nightly shone from Olympus.

The Sleep of Endymion immortalized by a painter
Sits in the Louvre, for all to view
Anne Louis Girodet de Roussy-Trioson
Executed perfection in 1791-
The Maiden Moon and her lover
Forever as one.

4/15/2014 

Poem Details | by Benjamin Amsden |
Categories: love, nature

Bed's Spring

I am the dawning man                        
The waking limb                                    
An unbowed willow                      

You are the dusken girl
The tangled sheet     
A dewed down meadow

We are sown seeds
Folded into the earth
Whose roots weave
And cannot be unpicked

We are green leaves
Laced with silk
In whose curl
Transformation sleeps

We are a chrysalis!

Love seen in a Rorschach!

A dog eared page of poetry
That is sealed with glue



Poem Details | by Jillian Veitenheimer |
Categories: art, fantasy,

Cracked

Rooted to the Earth 
Your stare unmoving 
Infatuated with mirrored beauty 
That ignores your worship 
/ 
Cursed to your destined place 
Paralyzed by desire 
Loneliness engulfs the heart 
Punishment for those you broke 
/ 
Sculptured resemblance alongside 
A hand gripping your psyche 
Dissolving similar to your physique 
Fractured egg ventilates your ego 
/ 
There a flower blooms 
Lesson imparted by the gods 
Conceited are not blessed with love 
Thus the metamorphosis of Narcissus 
 
Poem based of painting by 
Metamorphosis of Narcissus (1937). Salvador Dalí 
  
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metamorphosis_of_Narcissus 

Poem Details | by Niki Lekkas |
Categories: confusion, lost love

A Night On The Town

We drive and we sit and we think-talk
And talk-think
The wind blows words out of our mouths before we can
And through our satanic smoke rings
We see:
A small section of the Athenian catastrophe.
Unfolding with the falsely spreading lights…
Our microcosm
(Our safe-house)

You roll the windows up 
And the top down
And we cloud gaze..
Out cocoon of heat is a shelter
From everything we are,
And everything we are scared to be...

Only a short while now.

Our cigarettes will run out, 
And we will too
Disperse
Back home?
Eyelash wishes won’t save anything now…
You’ll never understand
Naïve little boy.

Poem Details | by Raul Moreno |
Categories: art, native americanhair,

his hair flows like a river

‘his hair flows like a river’,
Is the painting that catches my eye.
The color scheme you used;
The makeshift frames you apply.

The complimentary colors used,
Gives quite a unique touch.
But there’s something deeper,
About this painting I love so much.

When I read at your books,
And your poetry’s first drafts.
It’s exactly what I needed,
To help me with my craft.

You’re my fellow genius, mentor,
Muse, and visual arts giver.
And the wonderful painter of,
‘his hair flows like a river’.

Poem Details | by Margaret Okubo |
Categories: uplifting,

Mommy Dearest

He looks into her eyes 
  Twinkling stars above him 
 lift him upon a cloud

 Tiny buds open up
to taste the breath of life
Milk and honey  sugar and spice

Light, tender, fluttering 
 Love imprisons a little heart
as mommy's  kiss lingers on his lips.



 "Give Mommy Some Sugar."
                                                Painting by Tom McKinny.

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: art, hope, love, passion

An Intimate Craving Of A Masterpiece

Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer 1   

(part one) 


Generous expanses of gold and silver 
thy lady ''Adele'' sing your song of a fleeting love
ornate thy garb of eligence worn in a celestial dream
eyes of thy suspect float thy gown searching in disarray
overlapping hands guard a heart of unknowing passion
a calm hope bleeds a woman of intrigue and of lust....


A Painting by Gustav Klimt






Poem Details | by Jeanette Jones |
Categories: appreciation, beautiful, rose, solitude, uplifting,

HIDDEN AMONG THE ROSES based on Portrait No 10, Thistle in a Field, by Fidelia Bridges 1875

HIDDEN AMONG THE ROSES 
by Jeanette Jones based on Portrait No 10, 
Thistle in a Field, by Fidelia Bridges 1875


HIDDEN AMONG THE ROSES 

This field full of roses, 
what a vision. 

Rows of primary and secondary 
colors, streaming, at least a mile. 

Among them the  solitary thistle. 

Beauty is the rose, 
its spikes as the thistle, 
that bows to hands that caress 
it with love, along the way. 

In this field of thorny ones, 
though never chosen, 
it receives a lot of love. 

Charming in contentment 
is the thistle among the roses. 


Poem Details | by Peter Lewis Holmes |
Categories: art,

Moto Guzzi outside the Tate

        Moto Guzzi outside the Tate
Oh glistening awesome motor stallion
your dovetailed bars, the windscreen’s sheen
you are indeed a work of art
each time I mount your leather saddle
your growling maelstrom  comes to meet
your parody of love and travel
lest not to trust the judge’s gavel
thus speed the seed the heavens open
red as lust and sunshine clear
shine the night the organ’s treble
ring the changes speedy devil 
stills God’s palate, rest the roar

Poem Details | by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories: love,

Waiting On Love

What is this meeting of the minds?
Our callow Sarah’s been seduced.
Love must triumph
an heir in fact is introduced.

What is this meeting of the minds
while Sarah sits in shame?
It is not love!
I will not risk this life with him.

What is this meeting of the minds?
So wait I must.
And wait I will,
in time, perhaps, love will become.

Love Will Triumph
a  painting by Charles Haigh Wood
http://www.artnet.com/artists/charles-haigh-wood/love-will-triumph-V1MNNn9G40lY6aWV4wb5Ig2

Poem Details | by Sandra Hudson |
Categories: satirepoetry,

A Strand of Aphoristic Brian

A Strand of Aphoristic Brian


Brian Strand has no business, “knowing he”.
Writing Ekphrasis flowing poetry                 
His poetry is hypothetical                                                   
Professor of all things theatrical                   
Perfectionist, of succinct brevity                   
An archer with an eagle’s clarity                                            
Economical adjectives spin, leaked 
As he re-cycles gerunds as we speak.


Brian Strand is a living breathing abstract waiting to self express
We love you Brian!
 

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: art, love

The Museum

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She hides in the shadows of euphony
as the final door is locked
her desperate dream yearns forward
as repetitive steps fade in distant light

Breathless, finally alone-
her clothes drop upon the marble floor
with eyes of felicity
she dances endless within Monet's garden..

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Verse / Ekphrasis

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: art, lost love, people

vignette-ALLOS MARKAR *

Passion buried like a stone
When Alma left Oskar alone;
Their anagram she was to unpick
Leaving him bereft,lovesick..alack
His studio & life,painted..black on black

*anagram of their Christian names & title to Oskar's famous poem he dedicated to his love 
Alma Mahler.

http://www.thecityreview.com/kokosch.html




Poem Details | by Katherine Stella |
Categories: adventure, daughter, dedication, education, faith, family, children, happiness, imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, love, passion, people, philosophy, uplifting, visionary

Boy Is She Smart {Ekphrasis}

young
lasse
educates
mind body soul
through
mass
reading
from her small
bible study
book