Artistic
Artistic
It's artistic
Grace in your movement
Is artistic.
Artistic
It's artistic
Sweetness in your voice
Is artistic.
Artistic
It's artistic
Gleam in your eye
Is artistic.
I'm filled with inspiration
In my dormant artistic pursuit...
With brush in hand
I'll paint your every move
With hidden treasure of words
I'll weave poems of what you say
And I'll move as you command
By the gleam of your eye.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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Mozart Michelangelo Mine Incredible Melody
Mozart Michelangelo are an incredible melody
in the mind of time whirlwind musical creation
blazing within visual electric artistic inspiration
within wild fierce thunder storms lightening flashes
are worlds where themes tuned artistic genius dashes
tragedy melancholy haunt balcony of their serenity
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From the beginning of my career I told myself, among other things, that I didn't want to take orders from anybody. I have now reached a position where I can do what I choose to do and from the financial point of view this amounts to freedom in choosing the best artistic material available without being concerned about the cost. To me, money in itself has no attraction. But insofar as it allows me to achieve my artistic aims, money is important.
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Washed Away Under Work Loads
artists feel frustrated
when achieving not
when producing art not
not realizing images
in shifting vision mind
artists should
be producing art
no time for cooking
no time for cleaning
no time for hair cut
artists should not
not be able to keep up
with fermenting ideas
rain weather changes
haunting wake up calls
not creating art
is wasting artistic souls
is wasting artistic lives
in dry season droughts
withering artistic minds
work income human activities
life necessity farming for wages
dependent on salary climates
fifty sixty wage slave hours
is change devastating for artists
this drought no time for artistic activities
is crop failure starvation of artistic minds
leading to artistic suffering on massive scales
droughts are caused by lack of fertility rains
extended over long periods of wage slave times
slight brief rains slight artistic showers
is normality artistic not enough spring rains
to ground absorb artistic evaporated minds
artist is dehydrated lacking soul rejuvenations
plants animals need sustaining life waters
artists need self generated creativity waters
least art dies death of artistic dehydrations
art is main ingredient in artistic food chains
plants die from lack of water therefore animals
eating these plants will also die in drought cycles
artists true artists deprived of art wither drought dies
in mind soul lacking artistic flowering rejuvenations
without art creativity cycle fades away dies out expires
artists hail festivals sing dance to music in craft minds
artist restoring balance in self social harmony in societies?
artists feel frustrated
when not
producing art
not realizing images
in vision mind
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Picasso Is...
Picasso is...
Picasso transcends mortality.
Picasso is fury artistic dynamics in motion.
Picasso always moving in styles
to new levels of artistic perception
through seen seam fractures
of shift broken molten imagery.
Picasso is walking through walls.
Picasso is rebirth in conception.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Creative Dream!
Kaleidoscopic dreams are beautiful
As the architectural beauty here!
Beauty of Nature reflected in art
A wonderful dream it is to muse!
Nature, art and dreams are colourful
With the imagination enhancing scope
To see a wonderful creative process
Materializing into great master piece!
Dreaming in Nature mind of art finds
Wonderful pasture to enjoy unique joy
Leading the poet to compose poems
Artistic, natural and fantastic forever!
Mind full of artistic ideas engrossed
In Nature poets dream great wonders!
poem by Ramesh T A
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A Rose Petal
A Rose Petal
By: Artistic Perspective
September 15,2009
Age 12
A Rose Petal quickly falls off its rose.
I see that it's falling quickly, but in my mind I see it slowly.
What's pleasant about a piece of itself ripping, tearing away?
The only pleasant thought about it, is it will grow a new rose.
I watch the petal fall and plummet.
Until it hits the ground.
Rose petals, Rose petals, are all around.
Why must they fall off?
The rose is now unwhole.
Hopefully, it will come back,
Restore the rose's soul.
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Love is Dead
Artistic brain-drain
occurring after loss-
when words fail and wither
on parched, broken lips.
Not knowing self from Self,
bouncing from warm bed to warm body-
Loss of identity and direction.
Wandering, wondering-
wishing on a shooting star, but
the stars above are ghosts long dead.
Artistic suffocation
occurring during rapture-
two bodies entwined;
legs, arms, hearts, all broken and
remade, though easily broken again.
Lost in a kiss, embrace; drowning in
raw lust, all stale and purple-
writhing under the dead dead stars.
poem by Brian Hinckley
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Conceptual Sociogram(5)
After 50 years of dictatorship,
The worst thin happen in the artist communities.
The artistic elite group of those who imitate the artificial make-ups of international artists, not the cuture
Disrespect the local and native atrists in a seemingly proud way with a paradym of low-minded alianated behaviuor, destroying the natural unity in diversity or diversity in unity of the old culture
a small sociogram of militantly mafia-oriented manners
backward to destructive elements
no new art-oriented zone
die-young-attitude-of -the -narrow-minded-makings in the 21st century artistic freedom.
Deep and Deeper
Deep and Deeper
by: Artistic Perspective
September 11,2009
Age 12
I dig, dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
Far into my soul.
To discover that I'm a weeper.
What will I find in my soul?
I do not know, for I am searching.
But I think there may be a toll.
I dig, dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
Far into my soul and mind.
Will space and time combine?
What will I find in my soul?
I really do not know.
All I know is...
that I dig, I dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
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Creative Soul Quite Out Of Sorts
creative soul quite out of sorts
are you really source defined
by what you have done?
remembered by what you have written?
does not forest, lakes, rivers,
windswept beaches, ocean tides,
ebb flow in kiwi artistic souls?
do you not hunger starve feel
beginnings are glory dawn chorus
with an eternal day sun bean streams
birth begging come write me?
past writes be they haka or poi songs
lilting lullaby soft night whispered blessings
stretching dark far back to jaw thigh bones
stretch dark far back to ancestor jaw thigh bones
ancestor blessings running sleeping
dream running in waking
eye infant sleep listening...
eye infant ancient sleep listening...
artistic walking time lines
artistic walking seed own time lines
hooks fishing catch spirit minds...
wear colour cloak rainbow bird feathers...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Bestowers Of Transformative Vision
pathos suffering passion
ripe within bodily experience
pathos of culture artistic expression
artists the 'I give birth to'
shape shifters people creators
bestowers of transformative vision
sentence seen is life vibration alteration
passionate in artistic creation expression
enrichers of web strand seekers beholders
artists hung upon vision quests
artists hung upon life beat heart beats
artists hung upon eyes burning in soul flame
artists historical now you see them now you don’t
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Artistic Intent
My artistic intent kept me up all night without relent,
I wanted to paint you a monet or a turner
But art was never my strong point
And being a slow learner
I painted a tiny flower instead
My artistic intent drew me to a small corner cafe
With a seat for one
Even after a sleepingless night
This stubborn muse wasn't done
Instead half dead I sat for hours
With a noteook and pen
Re writing the same sentence
Over and over again
I told the waitress it was my first draft
Her english was poor and so closing the door
She laughed, ''Do you feel warmer now? '
At closing time I left two sentences better off
Than before!
My artistic intent fired me on without relent
I wanted to compose an epic or
A poem of some great worth
But after a certain hour I lost the power
Forgot to feed the metre and in the dark
Couldn't complete her!
At dawn
I walked all forlorn
Through the streets
With heavy heart and feet
I was no artist
Just an insomniac
Who lost the power of speech
I was hungry and stopped for a peach
And ate an apple and pear
And did my shopping and went home to sleep
Half comatosed I arose
That's when I composed
My new world symphony in one key,
After much praise and applause
And feeling confused
I pointed to my 'muse'
It's him you should thank, not me!
emily water melon bronte
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Inspiration is an awakening, a quickening of all man's faculties, and it is manifested in all high artistic achievements.
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I look at everything in an artistic way.
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Heat Waves Simmering
heat waves shimmering
reminds me of brother's
artistic brush strokes
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