Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By Donovan Baldwin

Beauty in art has
No constant color or design,
For softest pastels and
Hardest, brightest oils and pastels,
Finely grained dark woods,
Hard glowing translucent marble,
Can speak excitement and wonder,
Or wonder and introspection using
The nature of their colors
Textures and design blended
With natures of medium and artist.
Beauty is not in or of one thing,
Combination and composition,
Construction and comprehension.

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colors of passion
explosions in red and gold...
love's shared ecstasy

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nonstop marathon
lovers pent up together...
treasured and pleasured

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i write fiery words
thoughts of you set me aflame...
incendiary

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forever in dance
her moves frozen but recalled...
by the artist's hands

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images still locked
within faded memories...
flicker slowly past

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painted men and maids
cavorting indecently...
in eternal lust

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when i go away
i've left my favorite words...
my will in poems

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Painting: September Morn by Paul Émile Chabas

Labels: art, beauty, haiku, Paul Émile Chabas, poems, poetry, September Morn