Acrylics Poems - Poems about Acrylics

...Clouds spiral down and curl around to touch me —not those western drizzle shrouds baring a sad soul of mizzle misery ...though I adore a good wallow in sorrow —no these clouds come from yonder......

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...“Cabernet Valentine” Oh my sweet silent Valentine veins flowing life Secrets are meant to be kept my obedient wife Luscious ruby mouth perked open for kissing Shouldn't be too many acry......

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...T i m e stops for no one, as searing seconds swerve through seasonal squalls, thawing frost that sleeps upon the necks of onyx roses, where pain is etched in skeletal sins~ across pruned plumes......

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...I paint with acrylics Oils are more vibrant; But I have no patience For letting anything dry Watercolor is uncontrollable; This is too close to my own personality I cannot fathom the enjoymen......

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...cartooning relaxes me I love doing it a precursor to my paintings I adore acrylics fluorescents entice me fuchsia, orange, green, red, blue, anything that dazzles under a black light I never w......

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... “I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which.” James A. Owen I am a midsummer storm, veiled in cerulean smiles, swirling above sangria seas~ enveloped in gr......

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... Written: January 06, 2023 ____________________________________ Nighttime hypnotic dreams flow a starry heart swirls heavenly sequins sparkle, gold moonlight reflec......

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... Written: January 06, 2024 ______________________________________ Shimmering swaths of cerulean sea ionize comely light purple-tinged sand strewn with tattered shells during......

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... I've always wandered in venus' orbs, searching for the star-seed of my spirit that has forsaken it spiritual sanguinary and caged every fluorescent flicker in a sculptured ......

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...the painting popped like fiber optics like fluorescents, like neon acrylics in hot pinks, magentas, turquoise and tangerines with the precise amount of purples to make the hibiscus glow I was ent......

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...He is silence, crowned in rosy rhymes, sprinkling balmy rain upon frail flowers. misunderstood, yet beneath his armor, is the selfless moon, bestowing starlight. when darkn......

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...When nylon nights trade crystal colours in the stalls of nimble butterfly wings, I blossom as an irenic origami fervently fabricated with snowflakes of greedy gloom, stealing royal v......

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...Lost in the madness (that always is you) Nightmare acrylics in lipstick stain passions Blush on the fingers as mist falls the ground Silhouettes linger in street shadow fashions Now......

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...I am up at the witching hour every night Three a.m. I cannot help myself. Luckily I write poetry, draw cartoons and paint in acrylics. Did I mention my word games? I play those four hours a day. ......

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...Hammy the Hamster had no particular talent that he knew. He did have a long fat tail that spectacularly grew and grew One day he fell into some paints, and his paws turned out blue. He made the cu......

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