Rinascimento

Lorenz

Here I am Monseigneur !

Painter in renaissance marial blue

and brown  Sienna roofs .

Lawrence the magnificent ,the servant !

In love with  the beautiful Lucrecia ,

poisoned flower, object of variolated souls.

Borgia in the shade of dagger and cantarella.

I'm this haughty condottiere 

who carries from Italy to the Scheldt  river

a drop  of spanish  blood ...

Leonardo ,you're drawing enigmatic  madonnas

with dark inquisitive countrysides ...

 Pretty lady I invite you to pick the roses of life,

spending my nights on the curve of your breast ...

 Devil is a good  child ! 

In his kingdom of misfortune ,

welcoming the brigand dancing to to the gallows 

while god poses for Michelangelo ! 

In Flanderland death lurks ,turning in midnight round !

 I'm back on the express instant machine ,again ,

without dwelling on the woes of war my dear Goya !

   Piazza Duomo I stop for an espresso ,

Via Veneto,west africans sell  trinkets ,

  Ticket  for anywhere ...

Central station,I take the time to Manhattan 

on the arms of a beautiful courtesan 

that I snatched from the stake ...

 I'm this painter of apocalyptic seasons ,

inspired by boisterous demons ...

 Your zealous servant Monseigneur !

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2024 09:16
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  • sorenbarrett

    A blend of the classical with modern the renaissance with the Z generation. The tones are dark, but cleaned up and polished. An adventure, and very nice to read.

    • Lorenz

      Thanks Sorren ! Still my poetic time machine !

    • Ellen Marsell

      A crazy excursion through time. The hero is an adventurer, an artist and a bit of a philosopher, jumping through eras and cities as if the laws of time themselves are subject to him.

      • Lorenz

        Often I wonder about this visionary talent associated with time...



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