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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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