Hunger, like a magnifying glass, A fisheye, perhaps? With hints of sweet and sour. Searching… as if astounded by the raw cussedness of human fragility. Look into my closed eyes and imagine you see the light.
“It’s not the color of our skin that divides our nation, it’s the condition of our hearts.” — Ron Hall
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Working the Brushes It is prosaic work, cleaning the brushesgrown hard with neglect and dried huesfrom past canvases. One by one, left to dry as you carried on blithely to the next painting and the nextlike a child who has no sense of timeor the using of resources, always surethere…
© outi art When Lady Serenity saw me, she swerved. Her detour a reminder not to dwell on anxiety. I want to absorb the tempo of my hero. Go with her on a journey. We’ll decide. Fill a syrup-colored packing case with maps loosely packed. Plan our getaway on the back of a paperback. TakeContinue reading “Kindred Spirit”
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Two bodies mutter to each other in smoke rings. Signals blow back and forth. The mysterious air between the pair; cloaks their mystery. What are they saying? Is language extinct? Are words with all their meanings obsolete now. Frozen. Stiff.
Our vanishing act is a spectrum of messages tiptoeing the resonance frequency. Body of light and energy. The sun glares at us. We stare back.
Everything is temporary. This week’s photo challenge is Gone, But Never Forgotten. Show us something that is lost, but not forgotten. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/gone-but-not-forgotten/