Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Faucet

(Another poem based on a painting by True, which is available at Thumbprint Gallery. Image of painting is below.)


Faucet

By Johnny Tran


Drip of the water

encircled by brick

and blood

and skin tones.


Red and purple

hinting at the

violet and violence.



Gray Matter

(This is a poem that I wrote based on a painting by True, which is now on display at Thumbprint Gallery. An image of the painting is below.)


Gray Matter

by Johnny Tran


Gray matter

Lonely planet

Caverns inside the

Melted darkness


Drizzling rain

On window pane

Trapped-in vapor fogs

Blurry bleak


Stone-souled eyes

In the depths of

Art and creation

Webs and webs


Black lines

Upon white

Smudged literally

Gray on gray.




Wednesday, November 11, 2009

At Torrey Pines Beach

Stones
sand
smooth from
ocean’s caress
washed up
along shore
over time
warm to the touch
heated by the sun.

Children running
“You stepped out of bounds!”
one child yelled.

An older man did push-ups
in sand.
Another guy
long and curly
blonde
hair walked by
with camera
freezing time
stood still.

A guitar strummed
constant rhythm
pelicans pumped
blue
air through
wings gliding
invisible surface

Shoe printed in
sand with tire treads.
I’ve been here before
I’ve read this poem before.
Barbeque smelt meat
blackened.

Mound of molded
sand canyon
outlined by froth
white
water hole dug
by children
done playing castle.

- Johnny Tran