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[Egon Schiele, Field of Flowers (1910), courtesy, dVerse Poets Pun]

 Dense intense vibrant reds

Hold the garden inbreds

Very much like the crowd

At a football match loud

Enough to be seen yet and

Bold as the fervor of passion

Sharing the frenzy of the match

Less rowdy always sedately watch

© gillena cox 2026

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Pulling poetry from the landscape

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[The Circle Theatre by Edward Hopper, 1936: courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]

Staid

We should just stop here,

For healing and sustenance,

Are all contained in this block;

The empty billboard -

Is it a sign of no stars?

Is there no one good enough?

What is important,

That will surely be obtained,

Excesses - not important;

Even the clouds, look!

Seeming quiet and staying,

While folks, are roosting indoors.

© gillena cox 2026

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[painting courtesy dVerse Poetry ]

Picasso On The Beach

Pablo and Olga k- i -s -s- i -n -g

On the sandy beach

They are not even seeing

The child within reach

Sun up and sun hot

Driftwood and care

These adults augnt not

To act without fear

When then the boy asks

If they were playing tag

They chose somehow to mask

The kiss with a zig and a zag

© gillena cox 2025

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[image Georgia O’Keeffe, The Black Iris (1926), oil on canvas, Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of The Burnett Foundation: courtesy dVerse Poetry Pub]

 From the atelier window,

I looked out to be absorbed,

By an iris, an abstract work

Of God in the evening shadows,

A vanishing point of day,

Not just a sunset, but more so,

A polychromatic overlap of emotions,

This was the expressionism gift

That later artist would receive

© gillena cox 2025

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IN OTHER WORDS

We got paintings by Georgia O’Keefe 

as well as a selection of words to use in an ekphrastic poem.

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[painting of Emil Nolde courtesy dVerse poetry pub]

Every Reason - A fold

Where is there equality in our world?

All's unfair every reason to discontent,

The dainty yellows now unfurled,

Think they are fairest of them all,

Where is there equality in our world?

Broad intoxicating reds, oh so

Gaudy, floral vixens unreserved,

The purples claim to be royal,

Though no septre will be  twirled,

Yet side by side the're put together,

Where is there equality in our world?

© gillena cox 2025

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Sep.a.rate. 

##There were 2 parts to the prompt today. After reading Part II, I did not make any changes to my poem
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Focus - a Fold poem

Since today her focus is spot on,
Camera clicks, a memory frozen,
When her child was born
Back then she didn't own a camera ;
Not so now, her focus is spot on,
Time must bow at her feet
So swiftly yesterday is gone
With sunshine brightly at day then
Moon in her shapely goings on
Allows the stolen light to shine
Freezing time, her focus is spot on,
© gillena cox 2024

NOTE
How to construct The Fold Poem HERE
and HERE

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Writing “something beautiful”

art of Alma Thomas; write in response to one of her art given

AND

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Black Woman with Peonies painted by Frédéric Bazille; courtesy dVerse poetry pub

Flowers For Mother

Everyone's buying flowers for mother,

It's her day so why not,

She cherishes them one and another,

It's the gift that counts

Such blessings, buying flowers for mother,

Petal by petal she admires them all,

There's never enough beauty to court her,

She deserves so much more;

This one, that one, and this other,

Peonies are bright and bold,

The world over is, buying flowers for mother.

Flowers For Mother: a Fold poem© gillena cox 2024

How to construct The Fold Poem 

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[Bing AI created this image for me]

This Chair

This chair stood among the clouds,

Surreal and empty, tired from wandering;

You would think it didn't belong,

But it certainly did;

For what are spaces for,

If not to delete a void.

Every footstep in life to pilgrimage

The emptiness, the aloofness;

A chair without a table, resting now,

A chair without a sitter;

One wonders how not why,

How did it get here among clouds

Cumulus in thought,

Puffy with intent,

Alone  and surreal.

Every footstep in life to pilgrimage

Perhaps the sitter fell off,

Like Jack fleeing a giant,

Grasping a beanstalk,

Or maybe there was no sitter;

Only a chair among clouds,

Just the way the dreamer crafted.

Every footstep in life to pilgrimage

This Chair © gillena cox 2024

 

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The challenge i rsponded to: 

4. Find or create an image and write an ekphrastic

 poem about pilgrimage, wandering, or walkabout to it. 

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Paintings by artist Thorvald Hellesen (1888 – 1937)

 Then One Day - a quadrille

Pressed petals distort the glamour

of courting years,

When words were fresh and unfurled with such ease,

The ghosting of love poems,

Matched his vanishing.

She wasted years, wasting away;

Until one sunny day,

Shielding her eyes from the sun,

She ventured out resolute.

Then One Day - a quadrille © gillena cox 2023

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John Sloan, Sun and Wind on the Roof

WHAT THE WIND TOOK

Tis a fierce wind that blows from the roof top,

And she no gentle maiden struggles, to

Keep a balance of pride and fortitude.

For what more has she to lose? left behind

Barefooted and aloof on a roof, to

Pin these garments cleansed of yesterdays dole,

When she mothered him, along with her child.

She should have let go of him a long time,

Like those slippers were, cast off to the wind.

What was he father? what was he a husband ?

What was he? she asks herself, and the wind,

Blew and blew that day, so that her slippers off and flew away.

© gillena cox 2022

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"UNTITLED" (STAR)
In a corner of the world
where star dust leans in mounds
against an ebony sky line

A star is maturing fully
with points so sparkly sharp
the egos of kings to shatter

Yet three will remain intact
humbly mounting their camels
to travel wide and far

Creaky old knees to bend
in a manger alit
by thus pointed star
"UNTITLED" (STAR) © gillena cox 2016

Written for

A Skyflower Friday: Untitled
Kerry challenges us to choose a sculpture by Felix Gonzalez-Torres from his 'Untitled' series and write a new poem, with the same method of title. The content and style of the poem is open, but we should take our cue from "issues of identity, desire, originality, loss, the metaphor of journey"

I chose "Untitled"(A Corner of Baci)

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image from Mayhem and Muse

MEADOW SONGS
To a la la lalamilty of bemusement sky,
A kite flies, from a dewdrop string;
Snarfdiffanous, is the weather that day;
And a lady, rhambangle without her jewels,
To its dismay, lets go of marmalade clowns;
In a meadow below, grassy and glamorous,
A cow sings sweetly, of moon and hay.
MEADOW SONGS © gillena cox 2016

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The Crucifixion by Jan van Eyck (1390 - 1441). Flemish painter


She is shielded in grief
A destined maiden she
How will Mary be comforted
Of her dear son Jesus departed

Stone, heavier than the weight
Of sins; lightly shifted stone
Revealeth then angelic might
For devotion's pity sight

New Jerusalem is written awaits
What hope behold this city new
And what about seeing eyes of doubt
Does resurrection consider such clout
© gillena cox



Written for the prompt today at
Poems In April DAY NINE - words vs pictures
CHALLENGE: to combine words and art...to pen a poem about a piece of art that moves us. It can be something famous, something a child made for you or a loved one, or it can be a carved bar of soap. It just has to move you in a profound way. Your poem will gives us insight to the 'why'!...give credit to the artist selected.



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The Crucifixion and Last Judgement diptych (or Diptych with Calvary and Last Judgement) consists of two small painted panels attributed to the Early Netherlandish artist Jan van Eyck, with areas finished by unidentified followers or members of his workshop. This diptych is one of the early Northern Renaissance oil on panel masterpieces, renowned for its unusually complex and highly detailed iconography, and for the technical skill evident in its completion. It was executed in a miniature format; the panels are just 56.5 cm (22.2 in) high by 19.7 cm (7.8 in) wide. The diptych was probably commissioned for personal and private devotion….
Along with Robert Campin and later Rogier van der Weyden, Van Eyck revolutionised the approach towards naturalism and realism in Northern European painting during the early to mid 15th century. He was the first to manipulate oils to give the close detailing that infused his figures with the high degree of realism and complexity of emotion seen in this diptych. He coupled this with a mastery of glaze to create luminous surfaces with a deep perspective—most noticeable in the upper portion of the Crucifixion panel—which had not been achieved before...
The Crucifixion panel comprises three horizontal planes, each representing different moments from the Passion. The upper third shows the crucifixion before a view of Jerusalem; the lower two thirds detail the crowds and Jesus' followers at Golgotha (Place of the Skull). Located outside the city walls amongst rock tombs and gardens, in the first century Golgotha was Jerusalem's place of execution, and the visible patches of hill highlight the area's "stony, forbidding, and lifeless" nature. The atmosphere of bleakness is reinforced by the random figures in the upper ground that scramble for a better view. The gospels tell of Jesus' followers and relatives, as well as his prosecutors and assorted spectators, attending the crucifixion at Golgotha. In van Eyck's panel the former are represented in the foreground, while the latter, including High Priests and Temple Elders, are shown in the mid-ground.
The centre foreground shows a group of five mourners, with three other figures set to the right and left. In the center group, John the Evangelist supports the Virgin Mary, surrounded by three women. Mary's dramatic swoon in grief pushes her forward in the pictorial space, and according to Smith, places her "closest to the viewer's presumed position". Dressed in an enveloping blue robe that hides most of her face, she collapses and is caught by John, who supports her by her arms. Mary Magdalene kneels to the right, dressed in a white-trimmed green robe and red sleeves. Raising her arms aloft, she clenches her fingers in a distraught, agonised manner. She is the only figure from this group shown to look directly at Christ and serves as one of the key painterly devices to direct the viewer's gaze upwards towards the crosses. from Wikipedia