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The Maestro Of Populace culture 

Was he an artist or merely a celebrity vulture ?

Perhaps a man obsessed or in the vice of OCD, 

Having to paint the everyday that we see, 

Having to repeat again and again,   

 Icons who oozed charisma and found fame, 

Courted the press and played the game, 

Perhaps he was seen initially with derision, 

When he presented his everyday art in his vision.

Now many follow in his wake, 

 Copying and concocting fakes, 

But none of them will be so smart 

To start a new culture one called pop art !

 

12 Interesting Facts About Andy Warhol From Art marketing Secrets

 Submitted to Magpie Tales who provided the inspiration !

The Juggling Act

The Juggling Act 

Street Art By Sam3

It can be such a struggle 

Juggling our relationships, 

Within our social bubbles, 

Our friends to us one offs, unique, 

Some social butterflies, others truly geeks. 

Each one interlocking creating 

Pieces in the jigsaw of our stories, 

Sharing in our tears and our glories, 

Yet mix them up, combine,

Give them some time, 

Leave them to mingle in a room, 

Some will find common ground, 

Others personalties will clash, go boom,

But within each, they allow us to feed 

On our need for what they have to give, 

It works both ways its also what they receive.

Friends shouldn't be exclusive, 

Yet true harmony amongst any pack, 

Is rare, precious and usually elusive !

A Gorgeous Day

A Gorgeous Day

Sizzle, griddled ,

Till cooked in the middle 

Smothered and covered 

In crystals of sugar,

Citrus juices squeezed, 

To tease and please 

Stacked up high disc upon disc 

Desperate to munch, quick, quick 

Sugary lips so lemony, so lick, lick, 

Those delicious delights so smothered, 

Remind us of times when we were mothered 

A time of love, kindness, innocence and peace 

Its a time when adulthood stops for a moment,

A minute, it just seems to cease !

Vintage Valentine

Vintage Valentine 

I love you ,Oh so very much !

My body tingles with every touch,

When you look at me in that way, 

Time stops, ceases to exist at least for a day,

When you hold me so near in your arms, 

No man or beast would dare do me harm 

As we lie close, caressing one another, 

No goddess in heaven could want another lover,

Yet this is our heaven night after night, 

Our years together and it still feel so right! 

Our love is alive, it's still so much fun,

Never to be relinquished 

Not even for the moon, stars or sun,

My deepest wish is to remain with you, in this bed, 

Till we're very, very old or preferably dead!  

So when we finally reach those famous pearly gates 

You and I can start on over, right from our first date ! 

Easily Pleased

Easily Pleased 

What do I want for Valentine ?

Not chocolates, gems or dresses, 

Just love, you and sweet caresses, 

Forever us knowing love divine.  

What do I want for next year?  

Not holidays, fancy meals or promotions, 

Just love, you and your devotions, 

Forever us knowing love is premier. 

What do I want for life?

Not fast cars, houses or high fashion, 

Just love, you and loads and loads of passion, 

Forever us being a loving husband and wife! 

Banksy

Balancing The Impossible

Balancing The Impossible 

Good,evil, wrong or right 

Are they bad if it's not within sight ?

Cultural and social traditions,  

Black magic, old suspicions, 

Arranged marriages of submission,

Same sexes needing permissions.

Life existing in a deathly stance, 

Yet murders committed in a glance,

Those left, feeling devastated and bereft, 

There is no understanding of the human theft,

Created in the name of a god or idol,

Those Fierce fanatics turning suicidal !

Good,evil, right or wrong

The world may one day, sing the same song 

Gather together in harmony as a loving clan, 

Restore understanding, hope, a balance,

A united front, a global Yin Yang.  

  

Submitted to dVerse Poets Poetics whose theme was Poetry and Philosophy

Mirror Mirror In The Hall

Mirror Mirror In The Hall

Salvador Dali  

That mirror in every ones hall,

Has seen life, seen it all,

Everybody who's passed its way,

Their reflection caught and absorbed away,

Faces contorted with pained fear,

As life changing events charge ever near,

Tears checked within it's light,

Smudges cleared until faces look just right,

Rampant curls teased to behave,

Beards diminished while men shave,

Every occasion and every day

The mirror has witnessed mixed bouquets,

Of tears, joys, the men, the boys

Kids, wives, mothers, lovers

All.the families significant others,

So every mirror could tell a tale

Release families secrets, remove the veil,

So mirror, mirror in the hall, 

Stay inanimate never reveal all !

Submitted to :dVerse Poets Open Link Night where poets create and share !