Sculpture Poems
David
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Michelangelo’s David . . .
Hmm!
I call it, reverently,
The Colossus of Florence.
It never tires of standing
Proudly, unshod and unashamed,
Like a discus-throwing naked prince of Greece,
Olympian and sturdy,
A true Adonis,
Showing off his small, gentle, rested penis
......
David
by Mack Cooper
My gaze fell on the shepherd king,
Bold and bare, clutching fabled sling,
A piercing bell began to ring,
My tempo began to quicken.
Achromic eyes began to hue,
As colors drew his face anew,
Unto my eyes his eyes were drew,
My brain was wholly stricken.
......
David :Sculpture: Michelangelo: Florence : 1501 : ekphrasis poem
by Ghairo Daniels
[Poet’s Note : This Ekphrasis Poem was placed First in an International Poetry Contest ]
“Sweet is my sleep, but more to be mere stone,
so long as ruin and dishonour reign ;
to bear nought, to feel nought, is my great gain ;
then wake me not, speak in an undertone !”
Michelangelo, Sculptor in Rome
_________
• DAVID •
......
David :Sculpture: Michelangelo: Florence : 1501 : ekphrasis poem
by Ghairo Daniels
[Poet’s Note : This Ekphrasis Poem was placed First in an International Poetry Contest ]
“Sweet is my sleep, but more to be mere stone,
so long as ruin and dishonour reign ;
to bear nought, to feel nought, is my great gain ;
then wake me not, speak in an undertone !”
Michelangelo, Sculptor in Rome
_________
• DAVID •
......
David
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Michelangelo’s David . . .
Hmm!
I call it, reverently,
The Colossus of Florence.
It never tires of standing
Proudly, unshod and unashamed,
Like a discus-throwing naked prince of Greece,
Olympian and sturdy,
A true Adonis,
Showing off his small, gentle, rested penis
......
David
by Mack Cooper
My gaze fell on the shepherd king,
Bold and bare, clutching fabled sling,
A piercing bell began to ring,
My tempo began to quicken.
Achromic eyes began to hue,
As colors drew his face anew,
Unto my eyes his eyes were drew,
My brain was wholly stricken.
......
