Simple Sunday Picture Challenge Featuring Art by gyurka
This week we are featuring art by a Romanian artist who goes by the name of gyurka. It is titled “Involution.”
See what your poetic muse makes of this curious image!
Be sure to read and comment captivatingly on your fellow Pals’ interpretations!
Also please click on the heart at the top of the blog if this challenge suits your fancy! -Bob/Scotorum
INVOLUTION by gyurka
Welcome everyone to the CPC Simple Sunday Picture Challenge! Each Saturday night and all day Sunday we feature a piece of art or photography by a promising artist. This week we offer a most interesting and well-executed image! This artist is prolific and has a particular style often reminiscent of the famous Spanish artist Salvador Dali. I hope it stimulates your muse to Be Creative and Have Fun!
Unfortunately I have to rise very early tomorrow for a trade show, but I will be back mid to late afternoon to comment on your posts, and post myself.
The curse of the writer sometimes is that an idea cannot be allowed to rest! Here’s what agitated for release on this, the first image of gyurka’s genius which I saw.
SETBACK
When the starship Cyclopsise
entered earthly paradise,
evolution inside out
reverted man before first shout.
Thus upon smooth ancient ground
hardly then was heard a sound.
Lonely prehistoric ape
head in hand with mind agape.
Geriolithic shell bespoke
endless time beneath the cloak
still remained before the day
reemergence paved the way,.
Apple before bite did lie
far from Adam and Eve’s ply
Nothing there for them to teach
with futuristic techno reach!
Lesson learned in teachers’ quest:
no matter if intention’s best,
none but God has foresight’s sense
for unintended cnsequence.
Copyright June 10th 2012 RGD
This not be good write and little bitty but all could come up wit … Sorry … Hope yall likey
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INVOLUTION by gyurka
WHERES THE RAIN
Eyes on you from above
No one knows there
Yet they be
Poor little monkey
Shame on me
One piece of fruit before me
Worm
Curl in a circle
No shade for my burnin head
Water to far
I am weak dont wanna look
Weep I do
Layers of mountains
Do I see way over there
Yet I can not
Bare to walk that way
Sand to hot
Let I crawl whew weee
Aint it hot
Now I wonder can hell
Be any hotter
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————– © June 1o , 2o 12
Fascinating artwork. I’m so very glad to see “A Simple Sunday” back today. All eloquent and wonderful pieces posted.
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Wrote this early, early just now have a few minutes to post Deep feelings this art took me into..Will BB to comment all Warm hugs :love: :love: :love:
Art By
Life Warnings
Looking down blue eye
The beginning to the end all flies
As fast as time dies
Wondering what happened why all fried
Such beauty once was now, dry
It started with an apple forbidden to eat he tries
Sadly visualized thought man was wise
But, temptation he became weak realized
As woman and man feelings began with guilt down sized
All apes, all living as one feel when wrong paralyzed
From the past to the present journey traveled trying to survive
Warnings sent ones ignore never slowing down having to succeed strive
Money and power have strong holds as ones inner desire drive
The waters surrounded for all started feeling , drained from bad vibes
Until it was too, late all are taken no mistaken
For enough was enough to awaken
As ones became too, smart out smarted themselves as life was taken
OUT OF CONTROL
Darkness descending upon
this valley of despair,
we’re left wondering
how in the world
we got there
and what we’ve become.
Precarious times
we’re in
and holding on
by a mere thread,
winds of greed
and shameful deceit
blowing everywhere.
Once golden successes
now shadowy gray
into the abyss
incinerated,
evaporated,
shattered
and forgotten dreams,
a dull thud
the only sound heard
as they ignominiously fall.
And we shed silent tears
for what could have been,
now a wasteland so empty
of the life that used to be
not so very long ago
before we seem
to have lost our way,
spiraling
recklessly
and
relentlessly
out of control.
(c) barbara kausteklis 6-10-12
All amazing and powerful poetry posted. Lots to ponder in this art piece.