CTANJ GALLERY
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poetry on canvas
Art is not only visual, art is rendered from the heart to the canvas, with feelings of love, passion, gratitude, sometimes grief, at times heartbreaking, but often times comforting.
Poets Laureate, come share your passion in art and poetry!
Art & Verse Showcase
At the Grand Central Station (28"x24" oil)
©by Carol Tanjutco
So vast, so grand, so alluring!
Enthralled by magnificent lights
the world surrounds me in a daze
ever mystified with awe, amazed.
People pass me by, dash in rush
beating the minute clock perched on top.
Is there no tomorrow? Let’s stop.
Each moment I relish with you.
Moving slowly, one breath apart
staring souls, reaching deep inside.
Thought provoking, yet no talking
the subway sax made perfect love.
Now, you surround me in tensed wrap
Strong arms I can’t resist, don’t stop.
(C)2007 All rights reserved.
Passion Illuminates (24"28" oil)
©by Carol Tanjutco
Didn’t I warn you I burn like coal?
Go ahead, get this passion burning
the night is young, show me how bold
your love can hold. Profess your zeal.
The log in that fireplace illuminates
the heat slowly creeping through my body
the chilling sunset of spring captivates
my heart desiring to be in custody.
Embrace me, unyielding embrace
‘til I melt in your brawny arms.
Kiss me all over, tensed kisses
Kiss me once more, succulent kiss!
Now you got this passion churning
don’t stop ‘til sun shines at morning …
(C)2007 All rights reserved.
Kindred Spirits (24"x28" oil)
©by Carol Tanjutco
Yet another grueling night
vivid visions veering back
our astral selves bare their might,
awaiting the afterlife!
Love forbidden we both harness.
You and I, we’re all that matters,
an accord to keep each other
tho’ earthen selves distant, farthest.
No tears can quench our shattered hearts
somewhere in time never to part.
This burning desire we covet
fueling fire for our ashes’ pyre.
Let’s make love ‘till dawn of the new day,
‘till the sun casts the spirits away.
(C)2010 All rights reserved.
Reflection (18" x 24" oil)
by Carol Tanjutco 2020
Autumn in New York City!
How much do I love thee?
Our hearts somber in grief
Our minds strained with fear
Our bodies weak from struggle
but our spirits strongest as ever!
We shall miss the glorious spring
perhaps, skip the warmth of summer.
The promise of Fall tomorrow
shall hold us through our sorrow.
We are One New Yorkers
Together we shall conquer
This too, shall pass
Stay home to last!
— A sonnet for all you New Yorkers
JOURNEY TO THE PAST (36'X 36" oil on canvas)
By Carol Tanjutco
I,
woman.
Need someone?
So naïve, you say ?
From East to West I traveled
trekked the jungles of Asia and Africa
explored the depths of sea, still can’t find the real me.
My journey shall go on, here, now, and onto the past.
Lest I sense that proverbial knight in armor,
off to Kremlin and Red Square
but wait, kindred soul.
Look who’s here,
is it …
You ?
Metamorphosis
©by Carol Tanjutco 2010
Life
begins.
The Alpha.
Seeds forbidden sown.
Bodies intertwined twirling
from the heart of deep blue sea two beings rose,
transcends the omnipotence Almighty interposed.
Churning fire and ice, illuminating ocean’s floor
headless intercourse daring to challenge all!
What lies above the surface?
Miracle unfazed.
Omega:
Woman,
THE LANGUAGE OF STEEL (36" x 36" oil on canvas)
©by Carol Tanjutco
Hard bodies in shimmering sweat
working their way up to level
in rhythmic motions, puffed up breath
no sense it seems to minds clever.
Sure they say sound mind, sound body
and sound spirit it may well be,
the clanking irons sound sturdy
hydraulic lift overawes me.
Sitting between loaded steel cores
the sensation creeps through hamstrings
push to the limits, challenge more.
How exhilarating power brings!
Unleash the strong body and soul
For what you feel decides your whole.
Echoes of Vigilance
THE EYE WITHIN
©by Carol Tanjutco
Silent as a grave, yet watchful as the sky.
What he fears, stays hidden in his eye.
A vigil kept in quiet scope,
protecting hope, unveiling scope.
Restless Spirit
©by Carol Tanjutco
At 3 a.m., the hour of silence,
the spirits whisper of pain and defiance.
A mother's cry, unheard in night,
the guilt of neglect, a fading light.
Silent screams in the dark unfold,
advice of justice, brave and bold,
to heal the wounds, to mend what’s torn,
community’s strength, reborn, reformed.
Fierce Resurgence
©by Carol Tanjutco
A tiger's resilience burns fierce,
scarred but undeterred and fierce.
In silent strength, it rises anew,
resolute, with a determined view.
From wounds, wisdom grows deep,
guarded secrets it keeps to keep.
Vengeance whispers in the night,
fury and grace in sudden sight.
Honoring Love
©by Carol Tanjutco
In quiet remembrance, we honor,
love’s enduring flame, our fervent
prayers and memories still burn.
Through sacred rites and heartfelt tears,
her love remains, a guiding star,
echoes of hope from near and far.
Cherished forever in our hearts,
her legacy a shining art.
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