Showing posts with label Poetry Picnic Klimt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry Picnic Klimt. Show all posts

Monday, August 29, 2011

Take Heed!

File:Klimt - Der Kuss.jpeg
                                                                  Klimt

Take heed, all you salacious ones, pornographers take heed!
Here is sex triumphant, without doubt.
Here is represented the essence of 'the act'
But it murmurs; it doesn't need to shout.
This was painted by a man, yet it captures with such ease,
The way the female feels about romance.
No crudity, no over-kill, no 'in-yer-face' approach.
There is no leer; it's tender as a glance.
We know there are raunchy women, who tend to think like men,
Who like to be 'out-there' and having 'fun'.
'Good luck to them', I say, but there are many, many  more
Who prefer the woman to be wooed and won.
This painting's called 'The Kiss'  but it's so much more than that;
It stirs, inside us all, some ancient need.
'Romance' is a flowery flimsy thing that some may disregard.
But, for a joyful love-life,  just take heed!
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HIGH SAILING

Glass above and sails below
Shadow and sun combining.
Gentle movement, soft and slow
And a bright sun shining.
We were in Perth away to the west;
This was a bright Casino,
But we were happily having a rest
And drinking a Cappuccino.
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