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.
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© 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”
Broken in Two Pieces
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.
Treat with care a still image that an actor could bring to life. A black-and-white photograph of a baby Held at arms-length by a midwife – the girl that nobody wanted – who had little choice but to re-enact this dream called life. Is it possible to be born again? To REBIRTH? An angel isContinue reading “Rebirth”
Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned
Are my dreams worth salvaging or should I abandon them immediately? http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/28/photo-challenge-abandoned/
Lamb – Gabriel
Musical love, light and transcendence.
PAY DAY Thursdays: Paying it Forward, featuring Michele D’Acosta
Originally posted on Writings of a Mrs :
So here we are again with another Pay Day Thursday. I have been so enjoying doing these Thursdays and having the opportunity to work with so many fabulous artists. This week I would like to introduce you to Michele. https://micheledacosta.wordpress.com/ She is a beautiful person with a fantastic…
Harmony meters measure The moods rising Off the tarmacadam. Adults, in the swing of Bills, forget to smile. Less entertained by obligations In the local park, a Teen plays a keyboard Harvests raw blurred notes, hint Of a cool soundtrack. High harmony Readings encompass The radiant child. Echoes of lyrics dignify The sensual pitch ofContinue reading “Radiant Child”
How can I accomplish my dreams? The hands on my clock are at loggerheads. If when walking on the Avenue Of The Future, I should happen to encounter a fortune teller who tells me: “You will mend your luck when you turn back the clock.” Will I deposit my gratitude in the honesty box? OrContinue reading “Honesty Box”