Tuesday 27 June 2017

A study: Oil on canvs 1970

Bohemian in her semi-nude pose,
Dunhill cigarette impatiently burns
Belying loves truth of white petal rose.

Art of capriciousness in amber eyes
Captures spirit like dancing fireflies,

Lying abandoned, Pucci, Capri pants,
With chiffon scarf her modesty covered in scant.

Of course her playfulness be cast in part
Cold Excalibur, drawn, pricks crimson heart.

Poets scribe her in gilded lily prose.
Enigmatically the painter flourished
Blood red, on lips, thorn of Baccara rose.

Julian Clarke © 2017

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32 comments:

  1. What I like the most about this poem is how you have painted the portrait with words, and no accompanying picture. It allowed me to put the picture together in my mind. What more can we ask of poetry?

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    1. Kerry, thank you for stopping by. I really appreciate your constructive remarks.

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  2. You paint a lovely detailed picture. Excalibur stopped me in my tracks. Could be a pen or brush or murder?

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    1. So pleased you liked it, Colleen. Oh yes, it could be one or all of those? or not!

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  3. Art of capriciousness in amber eyes
    Captures spirit like dancing fireflies... I love that description

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    1. Thank you, Debi. I'm glad you liked it.

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  4. Excellent, controlled writing. At first, I wanted to see the picture. Now that I have read it, I feel I have.

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    1. Thank you for you kind comments, much appreciated and I am pleased you enjoyed my poem.

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  5. Art of capriciousness in amber eyes captures spirit like dancing fireflies.. is such a beautiful image!

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    1. As always, much appreciated and so pleased you enjoyed my poem.

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  6. I'm enchanted by how every line is a brushstroke made of words. I can see her all over the poem, especially in the first line of the last stanza. Love the scribbling detail.

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    1. Thank you, Magaly, for your kind remarks. I feel that this poem has acheived what I wanted it too.

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  7. Yes I so much agree... you have painted a picture, so any image would just deduct from the image I have created.

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  8. You're proved yourself artist, with this one, word-stroke after word-stroke

    Thanks for linking to Monday WRites

    Much love...

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  9. Nice visual, you are psychologist and artist, and of course, a poet!

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    1. So pleased you liked it, Humbird,and thnks for dropping by.

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  10. Poets scribe her in gilded lily prose.
    Enigmatically the painter flourished

    Two creative minds would certainly accord a lot of justice to a beauty on canvas, in loud colors and all! Rightly so Julian!

    Hank

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    1. Much appreciated, Hank. I'm pleased you enjoyed reading my poem.

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  11. Fascinating! I love the detail piled on detail to build up the picture.

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  12. Ah, I really like how the rhymes paint in this one. Very nice.

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  13. Your words are like a painting.loved it truely

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  14. Richard Fleming28 June 2017 at 19:00

    The previous comments have said it all already. I'll only add, well done Julian.

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    1. Thank you, Richard, for you kind remarks.

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  15. Very imaginative. Using a "pen", a poem becomes a picture.

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    1. much appreciated and thanks for dropping by

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  16. Stunning - absolutely stunning - had me drawn completely in within the first stanza - the first 2 lines absolutely drawing a clear idea in my head - and then off I went, to travel the lines and see the scene unfolding - stellar!

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  17. Wow, and thanks for commenting. Again I'm glad you enjoy this piece too.

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