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Picture Poetry anyone?How this works; Last edited by RPT40 01-12-2011 at 03:36:43 AM |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Not exactly my best, but I just let myself write and this is what came. |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?WOW!! |
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RE: RE: Picture Poetry anyone?All the poems on my profile, are based on photos. This is the poem I have posted with this picture. I admit, I touched it up several times - Quote: Tomorrow Here, surrounded by such greatness I am only a man with thoughts in my mind and this world in my hands Trying to forge a life one worthy of remembrance Swimming in this pool of dreams before the sun sets on sentience Finding love in the eyes of hope believing in more than I can see Finding my own meaning of success chasing my own destiny The future that awaits a story to be told Words cannot describe the importance of what I hold |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?No fair you made me cry reading your poem with the picture was awesome thanks for a great example of true poetry Marie |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Last edited by RPT40 10-11-2010 at 03:32:05 PM |
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RE: RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Quote: Originally Posted by RPT40 - The Dancing Wind - by Rob Gonsalves To view more of his work click this link- http://www.discoverygalleries.com/ArtistGallery.asp?artist_id=23&category_id=2 The Remnants Of Today Capture a piece of me before I drift away, before time removes the remnants of today. Hold on to that which you love, allow me to exist evermore. To be remembered in warmth and light, is something, we all endeavor for. If you feel lost in darkness, lift your head up high, see beyond the clouds, the sun still rules the sky. Peace can be found in one breath, eternity in the gentle touch of a hand, the value of life is countless, to wonder, is to truly understand. So I beg of you... Capture a piece of me before I drift away, before time removes the remnants of today. |
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My DarlingTime goes slowly when |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone? RE: Baby Toes
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Super the poem does go on finished the rest that night will post it soon thank you so much for your kind words Marie |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?BLOOMING ROMANCE Last edited by Marsink 10-06-2010 at 01:35:12 AM |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Marsink WOW what a wonderful , caring and sexy poem . Loved it Marie |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Marie, you're too sweet!! thanks, I wrote it in the box, not MS Word. |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Wow! Mars! You wrote it in the box....you are way too talented....now get it down to pentameter on each line and it will be perfect! I’ve already done it in my head while reading....this is an awesome write. |
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RE: My DarlingQuote: Originally Posted by Teardrops Time goes slowly when Two hearts are floating In the space love creates. Up is down and down is up When minds come together And hearts touch. Minutes lead to hours And hours lead to years Love is a gift fragile and bejeweled. You have captured much emotion in this little gem |
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RE: RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Quote: Originally Posted by Marsink BLOOMING ROMANCE The song of your smile in warm summer wind Plays soft to my heart as loving begins I pray while swaying, to touch your bright mind Hear music sweetened as movement defines The notes of your voice, melodic refrain As steps of the dance repeat, love, again Treasure for jewels: firelight in your eyes More deep and true blue than heavens blessed sky. I call, "Come away to savor this dance", As seeds 'neath time's surface bloom in romance. From hall's windswept court, in promenade style In joy of your presence all of life smiles. Promises spoken, not broken in haste, Are your mouth's kisses with honeydew taste Moments are borrowed to hold to your form Thus shine this night's stars while dancing 'till morn. Written in the box huh? Feels good doesn't it? I love writing in this style. Excellent job! |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Yes, much credit goes to the selection of the Painting by Gonsalves. If you pay attention there is a progression of anthropmorhisis in the drapes blown by the wind, as they go from cloth, to gown, to dance partner. thanks for the compliment! |
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RE: RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Quote: Originally Posted by Marsink Yes, much credit goes to the selection of the Painting by Gonsalves. If you pay attention there is a progression of anthropmorhisis in the drapes blown by the wind, as they go from cloth, to gown, to dance partner. thanks for the compliment! Yeah that's one of the things that made this image stand out to me. The couple is the wind (the man), and the curtain (the woman). Every time I look at this, new words come to mind. Maybe I'll write another. |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?And a young mother softly sings...."he's got my whole world....in his hands.....he's got my whole wide world....in his hands" Full of life's precious cargo... |
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RE: Picture Poetry anyone?Very nice Jez |
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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.