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IMPRESSIONISTIC POETRY

Impressionistic poetry gives a broad idea rather than a particular description, for it is based on an impression as opposed to reason or fact.  To write in an impressionistic way, a poet must interpret this impression rather than capture reality.  This can be done in many ways.  For instance, one can imply a response to a feeling rather than describe the feeling, or mirror not an object but a reaction to an object, or write about some indistinct notion or recollection in a fluid, richly colored way.  This does not mean that the poet must forget the importance of precise construction and form, but merely gather and interpret impressions.

Example:

    ingénue

    her ways are as soft
    as filtered moonlight through a humid sky
    almost overlooked in anyone else’s presence
    even a curtain’s slight movement
    distracts from her features
    until she speaks
    and then the world breathes
    to her breath
    and sighs

    Mary Margaret Carlisle, Webster, TX, USA
    © 2003 Sol Magazine

You can use structure or free verse, whichever you feel comfortable with.....go to it!
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The flavor of touch is not in sweetness
Nor rich light warmed beneath the skin
Her fingers are lullabies, calling me softly
The whisper of love in the slipping and sliding and
Hissing of skin upon skin upon skin.
Hers is quiet, reflective.
Smoldering in the cold as it cools
Beneath the shade of a sunny tree.

And as each player moves their piece, confident and tall
They forget that they can move themselves, in the greatest game of all

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2 posted 03-25-2010 11:32 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Beautiful poems.  How'd you slip this lesson in - I thought I had been watching more carefully!

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Taylor, that is spectacular. Your descriptions and impressions are sheer beauty...fingers are lullabies....oh, yes.

To write like that, you MUST be from North Carolina.
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4 posted 03-25-2010 12:33 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

Alison, maybe you were out, feeding your husky??
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5 posted 03-25-2010 06:00 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

He does eat a lot.  I have been thinking about this all day and will try my hand at it tonight, I hope.

A
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6 posted 06-14-2010 08:12 AM       View Profile for Dr.Moose1   Email Dr.Moose1   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dr.Moose1

The chittering of birds in sunlight fair.
A rumble long and low from everywhere,
on whim which may control the air we breathe,
as champagne bubbles effervesce and seeth.
A cloudburst pattering down as brief applause.
Such satisfying sounds to give us pause.
For, sad indeed would seem this time on Earth,
were time here passed devoid the sounds of mirth.


[This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (06-15-2010 07:10 AM).]

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7 posted 06-14-2010 11:41 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

Very impressionistic, doc. I get the impression this form is for you

Third line is missing a syllable which throws the meter off but you've been gone awhile. You're rusty!
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Corrected, oh metronomic mastermind, many thanks.
Doc
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9 posted 06-26-2010 10:26 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Tooth Ache


A daily taste of throbbing pain
Will alter how the world is viewed
It starts with ache that builds to roar
Paints shadows on most brilliant hues
This water color washed with tears
That brim and fall from weary eyes
Is born from pain, erased by fears
Until sensation fades and dies

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LOL! Well, that has to be the most impressionistic poem about a toothache I've ever seen! Leave it to you to come up with the unusual...and do it unusually well!
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11 posted 06-27-2010 12:37 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Had to try to turn a silk purse out of a sow's ear.

Thank you muchly!



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Only One Rose

Even though hot, as I sat, came a breeze.
The trees softly swaying in dance.
Wildflowers, sweet scents and roses in bloom,
Waiting their pick, if by chance
To be placed on buffet, with mirror behind,
Reflections of beauty in red.
Each time passing, thoughts rise in my mind
Of the first time these eyes had been fed,
With the bloom, one of love and the tenderness felt
When petals had opened at last.
Alone in it's holder of crystal and gold
A picture of splendor, it cast.
Just one lonely rose, so soft, yet intense,
To share with my eyes, splendid view.
Endearing and special when only one rose,
Came delivered to me, just from you.
M

( an old one~~ not sure if it fits your challenge or not...but  the challenge reminded me of it)
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It does meet the challenge, Maureen....one rose, signifying the beginning if a beautiful relationship...beautifully written. Thank you for joining in....
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Your snoring is like a freight train
Your body hot as the summer sun
And yet I still love you
'Cause for me, you're the only one.

Goddess grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.

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Who says love doesn't conquer all?????

Good to see you again, Rachel!!!!
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It's just a fling, a melody,
that trembles air and blurs my sight,
when thinking of a memory,
that fills my heart and hope at night.
It's been long time, will never pass,
the clarion sound of exstasy,
when minds go back one moment long,
and love became reality.


Don't know if this qualifies as impressionistic poetry, but I like it anyway.




Like scattered leaves...my words will flow
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Excellent, my Dutchie. Describing a memory of love and passion as a song, a clarion call is impressionistic indeed, and a moment that must have made a big impression on you!

Wonderful to see your words, Titia, and I send a dozen knuffels your way (make it two!)

Give my best to Mommy Muys and never let the music fade..
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Knuffels are the sparks of light,
that make the world go round,
they brighten up ones soul and heart
and make a slightly smacking sound.
Along with smiles of recognition,
they carry music in a code.
They're like the bubbles in the sea,
when reaching surface, they explode.

Sorry Deer, just a little fun, thanks for the knuffels, good to see you again. Mommy Muys is doing fine and will be 99 next month.



Like scattered leaves...my words will flow
 
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