Ben Paynter

Veteran Poet - 1,934 Points (Midwest)

Picasso - Poem by Ben Paynter

stood in front of Picasso’s La Vie
and hated him
for what he was
what he is
what he had been
because

every man wants more than
a beautiful woman
pocketfuls of money
to be remembered
like a hell fire sunset

so I dreamed of tearing it down
cutting it into little pieces
painting them black and
pasting them on the wall
with my name at the
bottom

I dreamt of terrible things
destructive things
things that would get me
remembered

but in the end I left it
because all that blue
all that deep darkness
made me feel
at home


Comments about Picasso by Ben Paynter

  • (3/13/2007 12:23:00 AM)

    You've made a good start here Ben, your name is at the bottom of an excellent poem which does both you and La Vie justice. Rgds, Ivan (Report)Reply

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  • (3/11/2007 3:53:00 PM)

    Picasso always seem to have that effect on me too. But that's what makes someone an artis; their ability to show human creativity and thought at it's peak, brimming with emoton and granduer. Kind of like this poem right here, because it though it's lofty and beautiful, I can still connect and understand. And it makes me feel familiar and at home. Amazing work Ben.
    Xs and Os, Colette
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, September 5, 2011


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