her head

the artist will grow

his muses’ images into

her painted head

seen thru’ all his personal

experiences

felt thru’ the tiniest touches

of his fingertips

touching the points on his

body

where her fingers once

had touched.

she talked of palimpsest

actions

the artist had once encountered

in the south of africa

viewing rock-art of the san

people

out of the smoke and twilight

of an evening

setting her image took shape

to the flickers of a log fire

since then this image will

haunt the artist.

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the archeologist

his head in the distance of

time

diminishing like in Giacometti

style

his arms stretching/stretching

out a long way into the past

where he digs to find the truth

about the existence of man/

woman/child

his body has morphed into a

rock he digs about/around

dusting off the sand of ages

he tires out and snoozes

but gets alive

having come across a great

find – the sculpture of a green

woman/half blue

dunked into the surrounding

mineral juices

a bronze aphrodite

beauty symbol of ancient times

he carries in his arms

as if her feminine power

had instantly denuded him

catapulting him into the

half-blood prince

who fell in love with her

in spite of all intrigues and

fights for her favours

it was him

who had won the fight

in the end

with tenacity and patience.

the archeologist.

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calcified remembrances

the ocean of human history

washed-out the pebbles of

faces:

heads once proud and perfectly

moulded to be models for the

classical sculptor

the great artist of Hellenistic art

forerunners of western cultures

now one in calcification and

colour with the seven seas.

from stone to dust

from dust to stone

the eternal to and fro goes on

with ebb and tide

an eternal circle of creation and

destruction

life and death

green floats of ghost-like

creatures/half plant/half man

and woman

fish-woman anna/creative/beauty

thru’ art

shark-man zz/fighting for art

art of the bigger creation of the

universe

bird-man and deer-woman have

inspired the poet

the flow of his journal poetry

like her hair’s float/sea-delisk

calcified.

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day dreamer

the artist who at times/

painting his innermost/

spends time out to ignore

all around him.

weird?/escapist?/outsider?/

but some muse/friend/

loving person/model

supporter/comes up and

takes the artist’s hand

wake him gently

to have a go

at realizing his dream and

nurse him

to start painting again

make his imaginations visible

to conduct his orchestra of

imaginary happenings

to come alive

like a mahler symphony

nobody can ever bother

nor hurt an artist

who is in the flow of his

creative powers.

dream.maerd

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blue wonder woman

wonder amazon woman

princess ex-machina

marton’s stories and perez’s

character depiction –

a great success on the silver

screen

from shanghai to los angeles

from rome to oslo –

the heroine who rescues

pilots

fallen from the skies –

a diana with sword and lasso

but also with an alluring

sporting body

and a sharp mind

a great liberator

saviour of mankind

resorting to violence

to destroy a fanatical warlord –

bringing an end to war –

fighting on behalf of mortals

but realizing

that only love could ultimately

save the world.

amazon.nozama

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comm’s interplay

just like in great art

among great artists

the next generation plays

with inter communication

from dali/magritte/picasso/

kahlo/breton/miro/ernst/ray/

duchamp/carrington/chirico/

chagall/varo/beksinski/tanguy/

kush/klee/miller/arp/matta/maar/

bacon/tanning/kiukok/oppenheim/

giacometti/masson/solar/gleeson/

bourgeois/gorey/freud/koga/

berni/ocampo/tamayo/delvaux/

sage/cahun/freddie/dominguez/

yerka/peret/merriam/mayo/

picabia/calder/ensor/schwitters/

tinguely/fini/charaktinou/zg/

and many other great/talented

artists

are at the artist’s comm’s interplay

in a chain of events

in the mosaic stone happenings

for the greatest piece of art

in the universe…

salud.dulas

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a&d/bursting head

as angels are fighting

demons

as egos take on proportions

that’ll outdo any imaginable

giant of a hunk

who ever walked the blue

planet

transformations are in an

overkill abundance –

dark blue faces/turquoise

blown-up bodies –

as if past historical happenings

are pulled-up from a warehouse

of costumes

in the extension of clouded

skies –

the artist depicts the fights of

lapiths and centaurs

on his mind’s monitor/ the whole

parthenon frieze passes by/

tempers flare

violence increases until –

just like on a surrealist painting

of salvatore dali –

a head filled-up with images/

extremely condensed/ will be

blown up and the head of a

demon will be bursting

into smithereens.

burst.tsrub

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heart m2

the poet’s heart depicts

two faces/star crossed lovers

chiselled into this heart-shaped

basalt

with an electrified agent

that glows in the dark

phosphorescent chain light

games of lover’s secret

anecdotes

that meant once the pinnacle

of their world

the most treasured domicile

of their hearts

in the whole universe

in a paradisiacal setting

lush greens and crystal-clear

blue water cascades

their white spray of oxygenated

foam bubbles

that still sparkle like champagne

with time desiccated into the

universe

but then as bodies/minds/

life dissolves

the spirit still shines like a

glimmering star at night.

eternal shimmering

visible to all sweet lovers.

heart/hearts.

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love below the sea (II)

swimming in the med’s blue

is a heavenly enjoyment

as the poet played its warm

and pleasant waters

off macrigiallos’ coast

south-eastern crete –

playground of the blessed

before engaging in a dive  and

being drunk with colours

as if thru’ poseidon’s looking

glass

frolic among the female spirits

of the sea –

friendly/sexy/playful/ it’s a

great playground of instant

relationships:

“oh the nereids/the poet’s friend

exclaims/are you a lucky

contemporary?

or have you been transplanted

into a water world you’ll find

hardly back again

into the upper world?”

“i love them all” the poet replied

“just be careful to venture into

the ‘calypso-deep’/in the inky spots

at the ionian seas

most precious/sacred

but most seductive of all.

love.evol.

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salome’s fourth dance

salome and the artist

salome and the king

who’ll nearly lost his crown

over the seductive dancing

of a sensuous daughter

completely stirring up

the juices of herod’s life

depicted symbolically from

g. moreau –

throwing her veils like touches

of a bird’s wings

into the erotic-laden air –

shlomit/dancing for a man’s

head

john beheaded as her

birthday present

her horrendous wish and

bland eros

inspired the arts/literature/

music

over a long period of time.

oskar wilde/richard strauss

with writing and musical

scores portrayed her.

rita hayworth starring in

‘salome ‘– the movie.

the artist’s depiction is the

infamous dance with

an ultimate prize.

salome.emolas

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