Best Gallery Poems

My Gallery

In upper part of my body
A cognitive bell rings
From a dial-up connection
of live wires

The modem is working just
To repeatedly provide
the facsimile of
Barren and bald...

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Floating scents 
of blossoms 
Walking in the ashes 
Of Derek's heaven 
Inbound upon vision 
Falling crystal teardrops 
Summer dew 
On the ground 

Beautiful gardens surround...

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His shop is filled with the finest treasures
The artist walks ‘midst his imposing creations,
By the marvelous statuary, and original pictures.

Artifacts collected from myriads of nations
Featuring...

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o what emotions stirred
the colours and hues
the contrasts and textures
the splashes and strokes

artists expressing it all
serenity and madness
gentleness and vulnerability
passion and violence

letting it surface
like a...

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Writing Gallery

Inspired by “Writing is really a form of addiction, really”
another superb Cyndi MacMillan line

Fill me poets with a
lawful rush to 
every cell of existence.

Hooked...

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THE GALLERY


Another day goes by, outside influence on the outcome
Tearing the heartstring in two
And in my mind, strange topics pop up again
Without your love in...

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BAG-LADY IN THE PORTRAIT GALLERY

In all my failed moments of ambitious grace,
The truth, swarth-headed, lifts its greenest shape
To madly light the curls of whitest lace
Edging...

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I’m looking at this picture of my daughter Ava 
someone took three years ago as she was watching me 
during the semifinals of our tennis...

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I went to The Jester’s Tea Party
In the tower with the winding stair
Frida Kahlo manned the door
And God and the Devil were there
The artist was...

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A splatter of random color,
literally thrown on the canvas,
sold for two million dollars,
has it really come to this?
Somebody would shell out cash
for what is really...

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Wherever he looks
Mona Lisa's gaze follows-
His every step...

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Never pass up a good cartoonity                   ...

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They say the eyes are supposed to be the windows to the soul.
That thought often makes me shutter 
because they can become blinded by small,...

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I said,  

    "I'm not an artist but you are a masterpiece in my mind."



 And he said, blushing,

  ...

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Come inside and see whats 
there
and perfect division a wanton 
lair
for there is no glitz or glamor
just pale ordinary palatial 
hammer

There is plenty to see...

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