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Geometric Constructions
Rain Over the City
Rain drapes softly on my soul,
Like city streets in checkered scroll.
Angles sharp and lines that flee,
Ghostly trails of history.
The weight of sorrow, undefined,
Lingers deep within my mind.
Amidst the charm of crafted space,
My heart dissolves without a trace.Geometric Brilliance
Together we press on in cheer,
Where lines and angles draw us near.
Facets glimmer, shadows sway,
A grand enchantment on display.
The theater glows with mystic light,
A world of wonder, pure delight.Geometric Summer Pulse
Beneath the sky’s celestial hue,
A summer’s dream in golden view.
Where art and elegance entwine,
And curves of beauty draw the line.
Parasols spin in circles bright,
Their shadows dancing in the light.
Nature
The Blooming City by Day
Under a sky of silver light,
The city hums from day to night.
Soft silhouettes in gentle flow,
As colors bloom in subtle glow.
Curves and lines in whispered grace,
A fleeting dance, a warm embrace.The Blooming City by Night
Beneath the night, pure light aglow,
The city wakes in rhythmic flow.
Angles sharp and curves refined,
A painted dream in hues aligned.
Scarlet, emerald, sapphire bright,
In painted echoes blend with night.The Golden Wheat Field
A golden sea, the wheat fields spread,
Where sky and earth are softly wed.
A vortex swirls in boundless blue,
A farmer stands, a mystic view.
His garments gleam in hues so bright,
A figure lost in golden light.With lines so bold and colors true,
The artist shaped a timeless view.
Where space and time seem to entwine,
A masterpiece in grand design.The Stag and the Doe
Against a backdrop fierce and bright,
Geometry sways in vibrant light.
A noble stag stands tall with pride,
His gaze upon the world so wide.
Beside him, poised with gentle grace,
She glows, the night’s celestial face.
Together bound in perfect art,
A union strong, a kindred heart.
Forgotten Civilizations
Geometric Cavale at Lascaux
In Lascaux’s cave, where echoes wake,
The hands of time their brushstrokes make.
Ancient art on walls so steep,
A tale of man when dreams ran deep.
The cradle where all art was born,
Its painted past still sings at dawn.
Lascaux, a beacon shining bright,
A timeless spark in endless night.Incan Wisdom
Amidst the peaks and forests deep,
Where echoes of the ancients sleep,
A mighty people once held sway,
Their golden wisdom lights the way.
Stone temples rise to touch the sky,
Their legacy will never die.
Within the green embrace they stay,
A timeless strength that won’t decay.The Lost City
Deep in the jungle, a city appears,
Where nature and art unite through the years.
Triangles and circles, in balance so fine,
A tapestry woven, a sacred design.
Through shadows thick and crystal gleams,
A beauty shaped from ancient dreams.
Here where wild and crafted blend,
A realm of wonder knows no end.
Winter
Winter Village
Through crystal air, the village glows,
With rooftops crowned in silent snows.
The mountain stands in icy white,
Beneath the moon’s enchanting light.
Soft footfalls mark the snowy ground,
As fleeting smiles are passed around.
A scene of winter, crisp and bright,
Where every detail gleams in light.Ski Descent
Swift descent, my heartbeat flies,
Through snowy peaks and endless skies.
The skis carve paths so sharp and true,
A fleeting rush, a breathtaking view.
The mountains rise like lances tall,
Each turn, a dance, a weightless call.
The biting air, the racing thrill,
A moment frozen, pure and still.
Introspective
Atmospheric Cityscape
Through city haze, a softened gleam,
A quiet pulse, a drifting dream.
Reflections merge in muted hue,
A world reshaped in calm and blue.
Geometry whispers, still and deep,
A tranquil space where echoes sleep.
Serene and vast, the vision flows,
Where thought and silence gently grow.Reflection’s Glow
Amidst the giants, lost in thought,
Through waters bright, his image caught.
A glowing orb or soul laid bare,
A fleeting whisper in the air.
In silent night, the echoes blend,
Where light and shadow softly bend.
His mind drifts on, his fate unclear,
Between the dark and dawn’s first tear.
Madi Influence
Maditown
The vibrant forms of Madi ignite,
A city bathed in colors bright.
A canvas born where art takes flight,
A place of wonder, bold in light.With daring lines and hues so grand,
The city shifts at art’s command.
Between the real and abstract spun,
Maditown glows, a dance begun.Tenderness
In 'Tenderness', a rare embrace,
Where Madi and Picasso trace.
A mother’s love in blue so deep,
Soft lines that whisper, bold yet meek.Like stained glass lit in sacred glow,
The artwork hums, its rhythms flow.
Emotion fused in perfect art,
A melody where forms impart.Distress and Joy
'Distress' and 'Joy', where soul meets art,
Madi and Munch, a blazing spark.
Pure geometry, silent cries,
Raw emotions in each line lie.
Two worlds entwined in fierce embrace,
Capturing hearts in boundless space.Distress
Munch’s shadows stretch and fade,
Madi’s forms reflect the pain displayed.
A fractured heart, its pieces torn,
In twisted lines, the sorrow’s worn.
Sharp-angled silence, weighted deep,
The shattered soul finds peace in grief.Joy
Through Madi’s prism, colors burst,
A vibrant dance, a laughter thirst.
Each shape alive, hearts take flight,
Bathed in hues of pure delight.
A canvas bright where echoes sing,
Munch’s joy in each line rings.
Life unfolds in rhythmic grace,
A painted world, a warm embrace.Androids
In 'Le Mecano', colors entwine,
A spark of Madi’s grand design.
Arden Quin, with art so bright,
Creates a world of form and light.
Man and woman, blurred yet bold,
A tale of shapes and stories told.
Fusion of spirits, finesse untamed,
Captured in strokes where art is framed.Woman
A woman's face, thoughts set in motion,
Each cog and gear a raw emotion.
A mind’s enigma, sharp yet kind,
A dance of hues in art refined.Man
In "Le Mecano," fusion is found,
Man and geometry spinning around.
A head like an android, colors so bright,
Each angle and line, a rhythm of light.
The artist calls for thought so deep,
Of man and machine, the bond they keep.Ambiguous Being
In "Le Mecano," colors collide,
Arden Quin’s vision, a form undefined.
A being uncertain, creation’s disguise,
Each shape and crossing, a question that lies.
Between shadow and light, a dual display,
A mystery painted, in hues that won’t fade.
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