THE IMAGIST

I live - I breathe - I create art
I meditate - Imagining beauteous thoughts
Strokes transpire - imagery on my mind
I speculate - I read my reflections
 The words of my poetry it comes alive
With each line - I define! What do I find?
The images permeate in my beloved IQ
I establish intellect - with the breath of the brush
I write and time after time - I construct metric
The syllables sometimes they rhyme with time
I utilize the beauty of language to express
I am thus painting my words - I impress with the eye
Seeing gorgeous values time after time
As I write - I seek the beautiful eye appeal
And I paint bringing the rhythm to be thus real
Realism - I am an imagist poet - guided by love
And I am gifted - I am you - I am me
We are the poet in society and of imagination
The Greek the beauty of the myths - they inspires within
And the Greek God Apollo - He silently listens
He sees - he recollects - he puts us to the test
Our God of  Art and Poetry - he is beloved
Striving within ourselves - we try to be best
I am an artist - I project my thoughts
I create line - I teach my opinions
Expressing this - each word I write with time
I paint - the imagery - I paint too the rhyme
Voila you read the words - you see the pictures
In your mind - my reflections I display are real
You develop a taste for opinion - I say how I feel.........

POETIC VISION

Inspired by insight and viewed by imagery
Memorable as one of the arts - being that a poesy
May be metric in rhythm and also one of a great rhyme
Placing a foot exactly as seen fit - at the right time
Three syllables - a noun - that of a dactyl
Personification to give animation to that of
Imagination illustrated through words that is text
The viewpoint stressed truly at its best
Beauteous words with a magnificent choice of style
Astounded by which is captured for a while
In turn the author portrays his utmost emotions
Thoughts then persuaded in the deepest devotions
Poets - A master with words then crafting
Conveying their unique poetic messages
Personalizing their poetry to create a vision
Each line - line by line - A personal decision
The stylistic choices and the message diverse
The creations in collection to relish each verse
Then too the poetic expressionist of moral task
Precise - that decision of each chosen word
Visions in my head - Imagery on my mind
I test the waters then with vocabulary
And dictate my values with thoughts
Challenging in the world of poetry and the word poet
I write with creative writing skills - thus I find
That the beauty of language I cherish , I bless
And then I appreciate Greek God the Apollo
Writing breath with every word that I swallow
And my readers listen some silently as I recite
And then shall the beauty of language impress
Thus reluctantly my reflections mentally state
Telepathy instead - I infatuate.....

IMAGINE THAT ART

Images! Imagining the vivid hues in my mind
I wake! I ponder in wonder on a new born day
I see the spectrum! The beauteous iris sets in
My imagination is wildly contemplating
Meditating- I am full of ideas with IQ
Memories running through my precious views
Just what shall I stroke on the canvas today
I sketch - I draw conclusions in my head
Speculating with the theory of cause and effect
I create ! Define LINE! Mixing colors - I concept
I observe! And my behaviorism is truly clear
I am an artist ! My talent is often object art
Yet still life comes alive - I  achieve that
Bewildered ! The charcoal penetrates
Still in my mind - I am hypothetical
I become at times stumped - I overcome the obstacle
Admiring my work - My finished goods
I am the perfectionist - I am hard on myself
How shall I improve - I am of  opinionation
I develop true grit in the field - knowing
The keen eye may find - my imperfections
Yet I am me! I create the reality of art
A masterpiece! Matter of opinion
As this, every artists  strives - The painting!
Is in the beauty of the beholder - you see
Where my mind is! The challenge within me
I express my attitude and with theory
Repetitiously I improve - beauteous be!
I am an artist! Hence! It's on the wall
I study - I practice and each step , I stand tall....

PORTRAIT OF FLOWERS IN A VASE

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MONOLOGUE WITH FLARE - The Sting

Flowers blooming all around my vivid eyes
I surround myself with my beauteous gardens
The sun rises - it's morn , such beautiful skies
I am swarmed - my imagination runs clear
In my mind the petals infatuate my face
Lingering on - the aroma , the scents I trace
I built memories for my most precious sight
And it beams - the sun sheds radiant light
The hues ever so prominent - the colors pretty
Velvety reds of the most beautiful rose with thorn
And the periwinkle blue morning glory is born
I wake each day - I see this elegant beauty
And thus I am blessed with the buds
They spark my personality , I yearn , I see
This remarkable sight day in, day out, it blooms
As if to say - I speak with my flowing eyes
Permeated deep with the spark of a flower
My tender thoughts part my lips
And the bees they swarm stinging with reality
They listen to the words that do transpire
In my thoughts parting my ways
I walk in my gardens throughout the days
And my vivid eyes - they see this beauteous aura
I built , I designed creating my garden
And the bees sting each day in my mind
In reality , I set forth challenging each day
To remind me my garden that I walk though , I say
Gives me strength - yet what shall I find?

IN MY EYES - I SEE!

My eyes they burn- my sight I believe
The rut in my life - it clearly gets to me
Music in my ears - lifting spirits in my soul
The words - surround me keeping me whole
But who might know what tomorrow brings
The music keeps playing and the artist still sings
Lifting me up on a mountain - in reality I fall
The bridges to cross - I walk the extra mile
High up - I climb - my front is a smile
And time still goes by - my eyes they cry
My heart it bleeds - I sow the seeds
Planting the foundation - I attempt to stand tall
Dysfunction in my sight - I build a wall
Everybody says try - I quiver , I am bewildered
Day by day suggestions in my walking paths
I am strong - I keep my feet right on the ground
And with the notes I hear - I cherish the sound
But yet I stand tall alone - not in shadows
I see the gestures in my mind - I find
I am talking to walls - hey - they listen
Bouncing off my features on my face
The words you say therefore is out of place
I tell the tale - I hold myself through life
I am with GOD - I pray , I see
The world up on the mountains high, I am me
I am independent - I am oblivious to you
None the less I am  not eager to be what you want
I traveled years - day after day all alone
Now I am lost - my eyes still burn
And my ears - bring tears - I'll call it a loan
I'll call it a loan - my ears - my eyes
I listened - but I am lost in the storm
And my heart - it is really warn
I am me - I dedicate my eyes to God's way
I headed over the mountains - across the bridges
With mistakes - deep in my heart I say
Alone - I walk in my life and the music performs
And with you I tend to see those storms
Therefore as I see fit the music will play
To keep the rut hopefully out of my way
Here I go - I am starting another day..

SHE SAID - HE SMILED

                                  A LITTLE DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE FOR MY NEW BOOK                      



Her eyes lit up and she spoke - she smiled
Quivering I am buds in your head
She walks into the room - He sits
Lips like wine and like the beauty of a rose
She glows! Trembling boasting with laughter
She kisses him on his forehead
He ponders - wondering - is she real?
Glamour enters the surrounding aura
He wonders - how do I then feel?
"Imagine me in your dreams " She said
Looking through mirrors he sees reflections
She whispers - " I see warmth becomes us
He listens to her becoming words
Then he quivers and believes it is love
She glistens - she proclaims "
I am of beauty for your eyes
He wonders - shall I then sleep
Shall I endeavor my realities
May I walk the paths with her
Beauteous be! The days go by , day by day
He sleeps night by night and in the daylight
May he always wonder silently listening
To this woman of true beauty within
If his dreams will bring her alive
Reliving each dream over and over again
She says -" dear" " I have a fond heart"
" Our days will never tear us apart"
" May your dreams become you"
"And mark it then a reality"
"That our paths crossed in you REM"
" Imagery becomes you" " And thus when"
"You open your eyes, I then disappear"
" In your mind I come alive - you should not fear
" Yet I stagnate in your memories " " I then"
Become your partner - speaking , you listen!!


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