Beauty In Mind Refreshes
images knowing create
beauty in mind refreshes
as art embraces skill art
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Birth Images Etched Into Conscious Beings
thoughts are instant born
upon pages of mind art
gifted onto screens of life
painted into love joy swift
images knowing create
beauty in mind refreshes
as art embraces skill art
in appreciation we shall paint
together write birth images
etched into conscious beings
Original complete version of the poems ‘Pages Of Mind Art’, ‘Beauty In Mind Refreshes’ and ‘In Appreciation We Shall Paint’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A bath refreshes the body, tea refreshes the mind.
My true function within a society which embraces all of us is to continue an age-old tradition. This tradition is to create images from the depths of the imagination and to give them form, whether visual, intellectual or musical.
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Look Home
Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,
A brief wherein all marvels summed lie,
Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,
Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.
The mind a creature is, yet can create,
To nature's patterns adding higher skill ;
Of finest works with better could the state
If force of wit had equal power of will.
Device of man in working hath no end,
What thought can think, another thought can mend.
Man's soul of endless beauty image is,
Drawn by the work of endless skill and might ;
This skillful might gave many sparks of bliss
And, to discern this bliss, a native light ;
To frame God's image as his worths required
His might, his skill, his word and will conspired.
All that he had his image should present,
All that it should present it could afford,
To that he could afford his will was bent,
His will was followed with performing word.
Let this suffice, by this conceive the rest,
He should, he could, he would, he did, the best.
poem by Robert Southwell
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Interactions Invoke Imagination Entrances
illusionism create a work of art
a work of art birth appears shares
physical space with vision viewers
entranced in mind memory emotions
interactions invoke imagination entrances
fascinate with etched brushstroke embraces
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See also the poems ‘Images Birth Wet Paint Born’ and ‘Layers Of Wet Paint Applied’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Of course, it gave the studio an enormous power, because I don't know any other place who had that skill with images to communicate with. And the need of these kinds of images are even greater now than they ever were because we are losing our life symbols.
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Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but realities (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.N.B. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. See also Napoleon Bonaparte.
Time Traveling Mind
Shape shifting images
of a time traveling mind
flying through the sky
in the blink of an eye
Not knowing
the year or the time
as I travel through
the centuries of my mind
One day I will find
peace of mind
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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In Working With Images....
when we work with images
they become real, touchable,
i, too, smell
what has been transformed by
a dream
like a bread
baked
sending its fresh flavor
in the air
hot tea is served in the cold
corners of the mind
i am seeing beauty
and shapes of bodies come out from
glossy paper
i severed myself from the pains of
you
the images are real and they do not ask
if things are moral
i embrace all these images for the main reason
that i must live
my life
amidst the rules of this mundane games
every night i sleep late
transforming what this world thinks as invisible
in the morning
virtual leaves fall at the foot of the real tree
on top of grass, as green as my mind
flowers are flaming
like fire
in my belly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Shouldn't Amaze, Phase Or Daze One Bit
It shouldn't amaze, phase or daze one bit,
That those who create evil images...
Are the very ones themselves afraid.
And doing their best to upset others,
By portraying themselves...
As those self righteous and the ones to trust.
It shouldn't amaze, phase or daze one bit,
That those who create evil images...
Are the very ones themselves afraid.
They hold onto beliefs,
Embellished by deceit.
And exposed they are observed...
To be the causes of denying truth to breathe.
It shouldn't amaze, phase or daze one bit,
That those who create evil images...
Are the very ones themselves afraid.
And doing their best to upset others,
By portraying themselves...
As those self righteous and the ones to trust.
And this trust has been crushed into dust!
It shouldn't amaze, phase or daze one bit,
But it does to those...
Who chose to ignore all the signs of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Images
I think images are worth repeating
Images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
From a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
Project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
See them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think theres a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so its seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
Things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
Im no urban idiot savant
Spewing paint without any order
Im no sphinx, no mystery enigma
What I paint is very ordinary
I dont think Im old or modern
I dont think I think Im thinking
It doesnt matter what Im thinking
Its the images that are worth repeating
And repeating, oh, images
Images
If youre looking for a deeper meaning
Im as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
You might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, mao tse tong
Mao tse tong
Ooohhh, images, images
Images
I think that it bears repeating
The images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, images
Oh, images, oh, images
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Indelible Images
Idelible Images
That first day of school
That first friend
Indelible Images
That first play
That first fight
Idelible Images
That first graduation
That first car
Idelible Images
That first drunk
That first sober
Idelible Images
That first love
That first forget
Idelible Images
That first death
That first realization
Indelible Images
poem by Scott Tetreault
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Conscious Intent Of The Mind
We all create with our mind
and so it is we find
so much diversity that challenges our days.
We create the freedom and the uneasiness
of movement in our own maze.
Some come in with humble beginnings
and never create any beauty.
Some come in with silver spoons
and believe it is not their duty
to contribute the seeds of kindness
and therefore their creations
become lost in a maze of blindness.
Some come in with a world of pain
and see right through it, don't let it remain.
For they've found the secret for happiness.
They revel in the sun and in the rain.
The secret is to never think of the future
and focus on the now.
And then the pain can be dealt with
as we uncreate it somehow.
So as humans we must learn to create
the thing that makes us content.
We must work at it every day
and make it our conscious intent.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Mind Collapses
My beauty collapses upon the mind,
In doing this, my beauty collapses;
For the skill offered by some stagnate it,
Keeping a bountiful objective in view.
To be harmonious I supply instincts,
Loosening knots so proud of innocence.
This beauty concentrates in cells
Inside us, outside us and many times extinct.
Length of stay on this world is terrifying,
Following madness of achievements that array.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Images of Time
The images in my mind is like my thoughts.
Expressing my thoughts is like expressing my feelings.
Words are spoken.All my images are broken.
Broken down into pieces, which can never be made into new dishes.
Those images of past.It takes time to last.
It will last forever for met to take over.
All those images wore my past life.
But it has nothing to do with my past life.
Those images can be forgotten.But not those people.
Those people who are in your images.Can be in a real image.
When you see those people in front of you.
You like to say 'How are you'?
If they say I am fine.Then you will think of those time.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Nurture Lineage Social Harmony Family
no true woman of duty
tender harmony beauty
forsakes any child she bares
be the child female male
she embraces all genders
father mother brother sister
she denies not half of humanity
embraces all in collective harmony
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ressurect this Attitude,
Ressurect this Attitude,
Ressurect this Attitude,
This Face is all Clear in Mind,
I take the Bread of Beauty,
In all of me Iam not Asleep,
The Living MAN in me faces no World that is False,
I see the Movement,
Whilst the Movement will Create a Trod of a Great Tribulation.
There is the Beauty,
There is the Beauty that is from Inert,
The Living Man will never Die,
The Thoughts will Ressurect the Composure,
That the Beauty is all Everlasting,
Take this Bread,
That where we are there are Glory than Failing's,
I can see by a Clear Mind,
That the Thought's hold a Meaning of a New Glory.
poem by Abdul Karim
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You Great Goddess Of Nature
You great Goddess of Nature I see the beauty you create every day
In saying you are the only God I know of I do mean what I say
'Tis said that you and Mother Nature are one and of the same
Goddess of Nature or Mother Nature you go by either name
The beauty that you create is for all to enjoy
I have loved the beauty you create ever since I was a boy
If others have their own Gods well that's okay with me
Each to their own belief as some do say for that's how it ought to be
You great Goddess of Nature of you little I know
Your great and ancient waterways to your huge oceans flow
The Goddess of the Seasons the creator supreme
You do not have an equal that's how to me 'twould seem
You great Goddess of Nature though to you I never pray
My love for you grows stronger with every passing day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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What Is Beauty
what is beauty?
beauty to most is the appearance of others and thats what they judged on,
but to the people who step back from the world beauty is much more then that,
beauty is personality and the way u cary yourself,
beauty is looking in the the eyes of a lover,
beauty is a new day shining on the harisen,
the ability to start over and change your mind,
its telling the truth when its easier to lie,
beauty is a new babe in the arms of a loving mother,
beauty is a person with a heart who can love unconditionally and rise above the insults of closed minded men and women out there that think sex and appearance is all that maders in life,
beauty is letting your tiers show to everyone and not feel that your weak,
its standing up and letting the world know your there and your not going to back down no mader what it throws at u,
beauty is knowing that a heart of ice or stone it’s still a heart but is not been worked on enough to see what’s under the surfes
poem by Gabby Lewis
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Unrestricted and Divine
To bend the mind...
And entwine to stretch.
To create images,
Of contrasts no one forgets.
Or can be left alone!
Once a connection has been shown...
A complexity of life,
That spices with an enticement...
For adventure unresisting!
Unrestricted and divine,
Is the flight of one's mind!
Dedicated To and Inspired By:
Jon London
United Kingdom
'Jon,
To say you are terrific is an understatement!
Wow! That's all I can offer as a compliment to your
'gift'! '
Lawrence
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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