The Harmony of Visual Art and Poetry
"THE COLOR OF US"
We are all born stark naked our first hour most special inspection, swift our first notes a blessed concert of life, our genes precious giving us our unique skin - Red, our introduction into this world, cream screams alert, our satisfaction of life, gifted blue, our orbs brown hazel spark bright, our promise of everlasting blessed light promise bright - first notes, our lullaby each coo and aah, delightful new life ignites - Loved ones rush to welcome new life, admiration at a high, smiles abound, yellow, our happiness bright alight sparkling, glistening magenta, our concern dissipating quickly rushing to teach belief, actions white, examples found in family DNA, lessons learned future life precious yellow, hope green, our love for nature teaching us to ensure our environment is protected -
Appreciated, educated Sky - blue hope to protect not to neglect or else black hope will puncture our orange love light brightening glowing golden hope in our daily lives...
Live Life Love Life Paint your life brighter than ever before...
You matter. We matter. Let us combine our inner super trooper light as we shine together forever...
As we release our inner lights...
© Don Afrika Beukes (Painting also by poet) France
"WAITING" (Haibun)
While waiting for our granddaughters who would have their ballet recital in two hours, my husband and I took time to grab a nap at a friendly coffee shop, and I, on the watch for interesting shots, took this photo while he was having forty winks.
Sleepless, I take out
My flute, Basho, to play to
A brand new haiku
© Ma. Milagros T. Dumdum
Philippines
"EMPTY ME"
These planks, a seat for silence
These rims, a stick to silence
These empty eyes, cart unexplored dreams
Is silence an entity?
Or universe.
© Mushtaque B. Barq
(Photography by Poet - above)
Jammu/Kashmir
"Shahjanabad Café", painting by Amitabh Mitra.
"SHAHJANABAD CAFÉ"
This happened again
on a strange café noon
river days flew where a distance
left a crooked wind
a lone fort gaunt
daring again to remember
memories stuck to mirrors
we had seen each other so
often then
cups, glasses and lips
all together
happened
again
and in the midst of a forest
sleep
our eyes
once again rode
many a writhing
storm
voices staged suddenly
where I had once touched you
again.
© AMITABH MITRA
SOUTH AFRICA
Art by Shweta Sahai
"ELYSIUM"
I forage for you
In the love songs of yesteryear The trammels of convention
Had imprisoned me then
Now that senescence
has immured me
My spirit has been freed
A birdsong has come alive
The little sparrow
Perched on the curlicues
of my condominium
bursts into a refrain
My spirit becomes one with yours
Like the chirring and the chirping
amidst the colonnade of trees
in the garden of Elysium.
© Shweta Sahai
India
Photography of Abdallah Ibn Edriss
"OLOLUFE MI" (My Lover)
If "L" in life represents you, Layla,
the rest will still be your name ifé (love),
'cuz far atop that iroko tree, is a
symbol of your victory in my heart.
Thus is roses are red and violets are blue,
your lips would be a thornless flower,
that candle my way to the sacred temple,
far deep into the meadows of órun.
Your existence gave life a meaning;
A purpose and now it's you I'm needing
Take my heart with you in this calabash
And travel the sea of eternity, and wait
For me
where heaven meets earth.
© Abdallah Ibn Edriss
Nigeria
Photography by Gheorghe Laura
"THE WAIT"
I'm standing on the Titan's knee,
Looking around in awe and fear
As the sea urges me to swim,
After all, it is a hot summer's day.
I politely refused for the hundredth time
Despite being tempted to do it.
The laughter of my peers echo across the seafront,
Asking me, "When will I come join them?"
Being in my teenage years,
The world seems bigger than I expected,
So, it's better to wait for the right moment
To spread my wings and fly towards the sky.
"When will it come? Is it worth the wait?"
© Gheorghe Laura
Romania
Photography by Jurine Garcia
"SUNRISE AND SUNSET"
It's really nice to see,
every time I look at you.
Your gentle warmth,
that soothes my sadness.
In all - the - day and overnight adventures
I'm always waiting for you.
Every time seeing your beauty,
You remove my depression and anxiety
I feel that I am free from everything...
I know the time will come
when I won't see you anymore.
I have no regrets..
Because once in my life,
you made me feel
That with every dip and rise,
I found rest.
© Jurine Garcia
Philippines
Photography of Sonal Rao
"COOL DUDE"
Your stand was exuberant
but mine wasn't that cheerful!
Your smile was jovial
but mine wasn't that ebullient!
Your confidence was backslapping
but mine wasn't that unreserved!
How come you're so loud or
Why are you so warm?
You shared a pain in that enthusiastic moment
But it did seem real!
You seemed to mock at my energetic
Presence with a vivacious smile!
Aren't we all a part of this animated drama
With a tearful soul, trying to fit in ardently???
© Sonal Rao
India
Artwork by Matt Elmore
"PAPA ELEPHANT"
It's all over
you done left
we lost the baby
I'll never forget
we were so happy
everything was set
you smiled at me
I'll never forget
we told everyone
without regret
everyone knew
I'll never forget
we bought a crib
nothing we didn't get
but our little darlin'
I'll never forget
you got sick
we didn't expect
it too happened
I'll never forget
It's all over
you've done left
I lost you both
I'll never forget.
© Matt Elmore
USA
Art above by Andree Malenoir Featured in a slideshow
"THAT NIGHT"
A Queen of the Ocean
A ship full of dreams
Magnificent liner
It's not all it seems Unsinkable giant
Buoyed up by the waves
No cause to be fearful
A Star of her age!
She was built there in Belfast
Shipyard...Harland & Wolff
Alongside her sisters
She was proud of herself
Tho Olympic, Gigantic...
They would both meet their fate
But TITANIC lives on...
And so does the debate!
So what caused her demise?
It's an iceberg, we're told...
There's no doubt that this happened
On that night, in the cold!
Could the rivets be faulty?
Did a fire rage within?
Well yes, both of these 'things'...
Are the place to begin!
Yes, a fire burnt within her
And the rivets were weak
That they popped out on impact
Then they started the leak
Very soon tons of water
Well it deluged the ship
And it didn't take long
For her head just to dip!
As she sank in the ocean
There were many who died
There were so many questions
Before 'they' could decide...
Whether negligence caused
The worst maritime wreck
And why were the lifeboats
Far too few on the deck?
Well the questions still come
But the answers are few...
And did the 'White Star'
Have answers?
I believe some of them knew!
© Andree Malenoir
UK
Photography by Sheila Ann
"ADIEU TO SUN"
Time is moving so slow today
and it burned the grass
So hot and humid,
I thought I would pay homage
with the white wind and white birds of
Chimborazo where the mountains
festooned with white clouds,
I journeyed towards the westering sun
until I was burning flesh.
I asked the wise but vexatious aubade
He laughed seeing my discomfort toil.
The vast trees of the land are no more,
broken and devoured.
The soil is tattered
The very faces that I saw were gloomy
and hated the reddened sun.
He told me that he washed his hands
at the heathen of humans of the rays
that came and passed
as he coddiwompled to other regions,
and
I quailed adn befuddled
as my days were graced by the moon and the stars.
© Sheila Ann
Malaysia
Artwork Title: "The Last Autumn Sunsets Under the Pomegranate Trees"
Artist: Mehrangiz Talaiezadeh
Country: Iran Style: Hyperrealism
Size 30cm x 36cm Materials: Polychromos colored pencils on Stenbach cardboard
Signed painting
© 2021
"THE LAST AUTUMN SUNSETS UNDER THE POMEGRANATE TREES"
The last autumn sunsets
under the pomegranate trees
The pomegranate trees;
full of red ruby seeds
full of jewelry beads;
The jewelry beads
embedded in shields;
The shields
full of sweet and bitter weeps;
The sweet and bitter weeps
flows through human lives;
The human lives
full of shades and glitter lits;
The glitter lits
on a flory plain in pretty reds;
The pretty reds
over the chaise;
The chaise with tea ware parties,
the parties, full of intimacies
The intimacies with raw almonds, tricolor is
In the last autumn sunsets
under the pomegranate trees
The spirit of honesty breeze
In the peace pure jungles.
© Mehrangiz Talaiezadeh
Iran
Photography by Gloria Magallanes-Loeb
"SEEKING"
Seeking a better view from above
Will I find happiness and love?
The massive azure blueness of the sky
Assures me with comfort even up high
My beaming heart is full of desire
Can't fathom much longer to acquire
This beautiful feeling that am inspired
To hold unto before the sunset expires
Gives me hope that my fate will come
As we meet before dusk, when
Nightingale sings not be glum!
© Gloria Magallanes-Loeb
USA
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