Artist Poems - Poems about Artist

Compulsions to create governed by fear and perpetual query, Where affirmations are fossil fuels, scarce and costly. Approval? Qualified? I Dangle upside-down, tethered to a rope questions. Hovering over a pit of acceptance with a bloated cranium. A pause...Read the rest...

Ample Ambrose amplified Artistic expression until he died Leaving a legacy of art works galore All of them fresh, his parents swore He did not sell one piece when he was alive Last week his brilliant mother sold eighty-five How are...Read the rest...

God is many things Among those, an artist The sky, his blank canvas Sprinkled with hue of varying intensities The sun A golden fiery orb Emitting light for all to see To me, it's pure symbolism of What Jesus is And what...Read the rest...

VIDEO DESCRIPTION The ballad of a French artist who longs to paint the indescribable—the beautiful delicate, elusive hues of his sightless Lover’s eyes as he endeavours to describe them to her. Haunted by her eyes in...Read the rest...

She is eighteen and tattoos are the latest rage." I'd like a tattoo please" she asks. I see a young girl in a messy ponytail and wonder if she'll pick something gaudy, then I will...Read the rest...

My name doesn’t tell if I’ve got Some meaningly posh coat of arms I didn’t contribute to national lot But maybe I did for the arts I don’t criticize politicians It must be the easiest job Yet I never praise...Read the rest...

its beautiful really express deep meanings that cant be said. expressing deep words that cant be heard. building a temple with the strength of your hands. so much meaning in a simple word. such a story to read...Read the rest...

The transformation of the poet into an artist unfolds like a hymn to the defiant spirit, an age-old story with familiar themes of the literary outcast, where alcohol and poverty dance frenetically in the shadow of tumultuous...Read the rest...

Solemnly I sit in silence, slaving over scant sculptures I begin to carve away at the silky slip my tools gliding skillfully Although at a glance, I may seem serene inside there is a savage storm with not...Read the rest...

Spilled from dew drenched petals, an overflow of laughing ferns warring with the still forms – graceful amazed by the atmosphere of light softly woven through the inklings, aglow stirring winds beneath shadows pouring from the twilight’s joy softly threaded...Read the rest...

wherever & whenever he or she happens to be in whatever he or she happens to see orimagine then is compelled to create Note: an Edgar Allan Poe tribute form : as it is inspired by a sililoqy in this format in the conclusion...Read the rest...

In case you’re an artist, beware of wisdom Experience brings reassurance That you have developed yourself into system Through years of work and endurance But don’t fool yourself with a pretty deceit You can’t do it right, though you...Read the rest...

I am a writer, A crafter of sculptures Showing off ability in creativity. Beyond experiences of my own, Beyond feelings of my own. I take a stroll in journeys of others, And pave routes in imagination. I...Read the rest...

As I appear today don't know if Summerland is far away! Would you regret to stay... and ease a lonely man's pain? Is love to feel this way? Then I am not the same Let not my heart to stray and leave...Read the rest...

Slava Ukraini! shroud the gallery's glass doors, a solitary scene of grazing goats, greets the guests along with music. Confident, brush strokes curl muted colors of rustic farm houses behind broken, split-rail fences on a cloudy Carpathian day drawn by an artist sitting in...Read the rest...