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The Prettiest Music
The heat switches between the rooms
From the front of the house, to the back
And on the bed, your curled form is laid
I'm watching the sky as it cries in the street
Blowing my nose and counting the people
They all carry bags of food to their cars
Filled with treats and sweet desserts
All insults to the hunger pains in my chest
As I move to the kitchen, you stir for a second
This day is ...
Tuesday 26th January 2010 11:21 am
The Rose
The flowers unfold
as I pick the rose
walking in the park
way after dark
with my boyfriend.
I lift the rose
as i climb the fence
wondering what the passer-by thinks
of me and my boyfriend.
he lends me a hand
as he stands on the pavement
smiling with his eyes
this handsome man,
my boyfriend.
the passer-by stops
as i be...
Tuesday 19th January 2010 9:21 am
For Fidelity.
I sit alone
you do not sit with me
i sit alone
i do not want your company
i sit alone.
i stand alone
you do not stand with me
i stand alone
you do not stand beside me
i stand alone.
do not stand behind me
do not stand before
do not stand
do not sit
do not walk
do not be beside me.
what ever I do I do alone
...
Saturday 16th January 2010 6:32 pm
Claire
What do you wear Claire in the morning?
What do you wear Claire last thing at night?
What do you wear Claire?
And
Would you dare Claire?
In your underwear Claire
Or
Doesn’t that feel right?
Would you do it just for spite
Like you did to me last night
You know just the right things to say Claire
Yeah, you certainly have a way Claire
About you
Don’t wanna be without you
Never gon...
Friday 8th January 2010 4:14 pm
Artist Talking-To Artist
Artist talking to artist
As Light to Light
No outsiders hearing
What viewers have in sight.
The colours of the paintings
Reflects the artists thoughts
Though the onlookers never know
The artist’s. Mind.
Artist talking to Artist
Like words from a book
Pictures revealing
Their outlook
One slash here, a line there
A rounded curve
A mountain
A landscape. A portrait
Of dots connecting dots
As ...
Sunday 3rd January 2010 12:43 am
As Is--.He Is As He He Is.
Another outlook
Another view
Uncoloured by perception
Created by Truth.
For in truth the ‘outsider’ artist
is neither within nor without
but above all, and reaching up.
Reaching not looking
Not looking for, but knowing
And being the one person they are.
For truly all artists
Whether within or without
Once unbounded
Are seers – historians Judges
Builders(‘) instructors
Prophets
...Sunday 3rd January 2010 12:33 am
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