Art for Art Sake

I want to paint
like Rembrandt,
But unfortunately,
I find, that I can’t

© Bernard Pearson

or bigly

‘It is love not thought which is the creative power and fundamental substance of the universe.’
(Hegel)

Very honoured to have two poems published with Lothlorien Poetry Journal this evening. Huge thanks to Strider for the support and faith in my work and all that he does for us poety folk

Thank you so much Phillipa !

An Astronaut’s Return On his first day back, He gingerly stepped, Over the picket fence, Smelt the apple pie, Placed on the window In the porch. He heard her singing, Some number from the shows. On his second day back, The gravitational pull weakened And though now he could only Look at her from a distance He remembered how No one on earth Could feel the way he felt When they had been together. © Bernard Pearson

Another wee poem with thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for #PoetryAbout #Gravity first published in Nymphs

Can someone put the white House on a boil wash? having checked the pockets first of course

Blessed are the dealbreakers

very powerful and relatable work, thanks for sharing

Youzzer ! Yes, Yes, Yes, excellent stuff Rachel thanks for sharing

Sombre, sparse and on the money, thanks for sharing

or Pope Fiction

Have a great night both

THINK ITS BACK UP NOW

Remember this

I loved you long before
I was born
where nothing
Lived but my love.
Like moss on an arctic stone
And I will love you
Long after I die
And the day
You will waist
wearing black
With my drunk friends.

© Bernard Pearson

Trump says I liker men on pointy hats better

Trump says he'd delighted the new head of Hungary is a Maga until some one puts the letters on his magnetic alphabet board

Can't remember 'blessed be the deal makers,' being one of the beautitudes

Hope you had a good one

The Emergency Emergency Emergency EMERGENCY! Room

Alternatively the president should get his things and only HIS things and get out of the White House

Dear Jacqui thank you so much we all had a wonderful with cake and laughter and general jollificationsg got loads of books to read and a bottle to have a wee noggin from now and again xxx

Thank you Jen

My birthday yesterday (71 going on 7 ) must have brought me luck my second acceptance of the day for a poem this time from 'The After Brunch Journal' a big thank you to the editorial team there

Delighted to have a poem accepted for publication next month with the Orenaug Mountain Poetry Journal huge thanks to the ediitorial team in Connecticut

Come and see

Discover this day like no other
As the first-light bloom of an orchid
As a day at the races
As the blush of cloud across the moon
As a diamond all angles and romance
Through the eyes of Columbus and Armstrong
Then be ready to unfurl tomorrow.

And every night they'd come around and lay their money down