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Birdsong
Birdsong
tweet tweet not twitter
Birdsong
dance of death
Birdsong
ashes to ashes
the fire flames
birdsong
I rise I rise.
Thursday 25th February 2010 3:44 am
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
Going Home
Cars bumper to bumper
Gridlock
Trucks, buses, coaches
Idling
Engine noises,
Reverbs.
People walking
Cell phones to ears
Hand in hand
Close together,
Plotting.
Women chatting
Buddies hugging
The traffic moves
Relief – freedom
Like a dam burst
Open
All travelling
Going in the same direction.
Home.
Monday 16th November 2009 4:40 pm
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