Winged, Poetry & Art Photo's for Monday, December 28, 2009

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Monday, December 28, 2009

Oh, Starry Night

There is beauty, bravery, and achievement in Van Gogh's Starry Night, splendidly swabbing his canvas tenderly, taking his own sweet time, while gifting each air pocket imaginary wings fashioned from a cool night light, while the small village slept below, he educated his eyes by surfing the clouds,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Picasso’s Paintings Picasso’s abstract paintings fill my head with fascinating narratives, he ran the females in his pack with wounds, he should have felt and dealt with when he was young, but then painted them with feelings of mastery and omnipotence, his favorite model was a pretty ballerina named... Sign in to see full entry.

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On or Off, or In-between

The keeper of the in-between, is a messenger called Hermes, chosen to record, report, and transport the dead, who lives in-between an outer realm and an inner realm, between them the living sacrifice one for the other, the mysticism of nothingness and non-being always prevailing, our egos demanding... Sign in to see full entry.

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Crystalline Clear

I sometimes imagine us like we use to be, together holding hands, kissing, fighting, just being, I reach for you too late, my nails biting into my flesh, I clutch nothing, just bloody me, never in reality, would I ever imagine you not with me, I see you everywhere watching me, watching you, I see... Sign in to see full entry.

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Are you really a poet?

I believe to be a poet, you need to know when to listen and when not, as well as begin every day with a moment of silence, during the day listen to the children who are always on, we can learn as much from them as they us, Poets need to befriend isolated thinkers, to enjoy their gift of gab, to... Sign in to see full entry.

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