art music poetry

Get Out There Poem

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rock and roll dude
rock and roll dude

Ah Sweere Jackson
You been running this dog and pony show
since 1996
now get back out there you asshole

I can’t go out there
them Facebook people’s out there
they can comment and stuff
they got that like button
they might not use it
leave me hangin’ out there all stuck and stuff
I’m sceered o them people
they might not like me

Get out there you asshole.
You got the whole damn world lookin’ at every damn page
and you’re all cornswaggled
befitched and barnstormed

They weren’t there before
there were them Google people
but they didn’t say nuthin’
They’s lots of them too
they been lookin’ at stuff
listening to stuff
fer mebbe 14 yars
on this here sight

Ah sweere whut are they gonna thaink now

david michael jackson

Actually it’s been 16 years. Recently I installed some software and discovered that Artvilla.com has 68,000 urls (pages). Needless to say others have put up pages, notably Janet Kuypers. For many years we were an html site. This year I turned a very old website into a blog and, recently added a Facebook Page. This has always been an anonymous thing done quietly to present poetry, art, music without profit or intent. There was a time when images were new on the internet, when everything was on a phone line. We were there. Jackson’s hanging on, trying to change and wondering suddenly if he’s good enough to publish 68,001.

Indian Ladies Painting by Gayatri Bhutada

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indian ladies painting by Gayatri Bhutada
indian ladies painting by Gayatri Bhutada

Indian Ladies Painting by Gayatri Bhutada

Gayatri_Bhutada
Gayatri_Bhutada

Gayatri attended the Sir JJ School of Art. She lives in Mumbai, Maharashtra, India.
The Sir Jamsetjee Jeejeebhoy School of Art (Sir J. J. School of Art), is the oldest art institution in Mumbai, and is affiliated with the University of Mumbai.

This painting glories in the reds and the golden colors. The painting is intriguing and the golden colors bring to mind The Kiss  by Gustav Klimt which makes the word golden golden. Gayatri’s art has a fluidity and a cultural base which is truly beautiful.

This art came in through the new Artvilla Facebook Page. We hope to publish more art  of Gayatri Bhutada. Here is a blogger shout out for the Sir JJ School of art and the artists they are producing.

I dreamed I saw God poem by Wayne Jackson

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I dreamed I saw God
the other night
lying with shuttered eyes,
He looked something like
Charton Heston,
or maybe,
Gregory Peck….
….a combination of the two
…But God doesn’t look like that
you might say
to which I reply,
“It’s my dream buster.”
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These Moments Poem

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there are these moments
I was maybe six
it was Christmas eve
night or early morning
it was dark
If I leaned over in the bed just right
I could see
just barely
the living room and
the shadow
of a tree
I couldn’t leave the bed
it wasn’t daylight yet
I could see shadows in the bit of light
that was given to me
is that a bike
that shape in the darkness
is that a bike
I’ve strained to see that shape
in the shadows
my whole life long

david michael jackson

Neptunium poem by Janet Kuypers

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Neptunium

Janet Kuypers

from the “ Periodic Table of Poetry” series

When they discovered the planet Neptune,
seeing that distant blue orb
and naming it after the Roman god of the sea,

scientists seemed to be in a mad rush
when discovering elements
to name the new element after the planet.

Someone originally named Germanium
after the (at the time) newly discovered planet,
and at three times the element ninety three

was discovered and given the names
bohemium, ausonium and sequanium.
But after all this research and all this discovery,

it seems fitting that the element
that got the name Neptunium as it’s name
is used on earth mostly in nuclear reactions.

Discovered by bombing uranium
with slow moving neutrons in nuclear fission,
Neptunium is now used in weapons applications.

So it might have something in common
with the name of the gas giants, as an energetic,
explosive ball or energy, despite the fact

that like the planet, with it’s deceptively
seductive blue hue, can deep down
still be so tumultuously violent.

But in ancient history and mythology,
Neptune was the brother of Jupiter and Pluto,
each of them presiding over the realms

of Heaven, Earth and the Netherworld. I suppose
Neptune ruled with a gentle hand, although
Neptunium always had that iron fist.