Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Home

They say home is where the heart is

and my heart is where the art lives.

 

So where is my home?

 

Art lives within us all

and begins an internal/external exchange...

a process

like humanity to trees.

We stop, relax, breathe

as one.

 

So where is my home?

 

First Contact was my spiritual home

gave meat and marrow to

broken sp...

Read and leave comments (2)

AmericalovelongingartcommunitycreativitypoetryOpenMindsupportfriends

you and us

 

YOU are surrounded by glass

Within that

The world

Can observe

The normality of dinner

The association of wealth

The body on the table

The watching of soaps

The entertaining of guests

The reading of books

Masturbation in bedrooms

The privacy of thought.

WE live under mirrors

And reflect them back at you

With that emotion

We coat o...

Read and leave comments (6)

observationartexperimentsocietyvoyeurism

feather, wood and bone

 

Wood and feather

brittle bone

silver leaf.

An obvious marriage

behind glass

to keepsafe.

There is a world

to know.

Place on paper.

It’s a poem

an heirloom.

If only I could fill

the box with wreathes of  mist then

I could be an artist and a poet.

Smoke out the meaning.

Let it breathe.

Feather, wood and bone.

 

 

fo...

Read and leave comments (0)

art

Inward Reasons

`

 

 

 

On a hand-hewn pedestal

imagination coalesced;

on milk-white face alight

eyes sparkle with a liquid flame.

 

Some build ivory towers,

these hands raw from driven labour,

on scratched cheeks a stricken eye

ransoms a sculpted orphan dream.

 

Across time and Middle Sea

another calloused hand chiselled;

laughter on a pine-white...

Read more …

PinocchioGalateaGeppettoPygmalionartartistpoetpoempoetry

A Queer Response (audio)

Recorded live on Soundart Radio.

Read and leave comments (1)

QueerResponsePoemAudioLiveRadioSoundArt

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message