Drying, dripping tip..
in moments
mastery revealed
The formless
and spaces
by strokes enliven
Plasters peel
pastels blend
to revel the birth
With such panache
framed, loved
teased and adored
(.. now.. )
Drying slow, dying slow
stale smelling canvas
In your living room wall
Amongst reals
wishes to usurp
your escaping vision
for rework, a rebirth
refusing to endup
as another sfumato in stash.
Monday, August 22, 2005
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
~..Sea of Whisper..~
Azure shells
Blossoms and barnacles
Seek refugee in these salt
Laden shores
In a beach far from this
A stone grave,
The home of the soulless
And cataphor..
Sables seen
And requiem spread
Prayers from within
White soutane heard
Among the froth
And many others
That came afloat,
a whisper
That sailed, silent
Mid seas and
Bedlam shores; in
Every salt and in every sand
(..whisper..)
Reaching me, beyond 'em
The mirthless souls,
By the second and rests.
Arresting me, here, forever deep..
I lay here listening,
still
And a smile escaping my face
Unburdened by tomb
Am buried beneath....
Blossoms and barnacles
Seek refugee in these salt
Laden shores
In a beach far from this
A stone grave,
The home of the soulless
And cataphor..
Sables seen
And requiem spread
Prayers from within
White soutane heard
Among the froth
And many others
That came afloat,
a whisper
That sailed, silent
Mid seas and
Bedlam shores; in
Every salt and in every sand
(..whisper..)
Reaching me, beyond 'em
The mirthless souls,
By the second and rests.
Arresting me, here, forever deep..
I lay here listening,
still
And a smile escaping my face
Unburdened by tomb
Am buried beneath....
..to the Soulless..thanks..
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