The fighting monsters dance As if life long partners Graceful, instep – aggression Lost in the fluidity Of movement Monsters together After all only a monster Can ever truly fight a monster Now they are locked In an eternal embrace.
How many ghosts wonder these halls How many souls lost Echos of the now And remembrance of the before Locked in the fabric Matted to the core How many iterations Of tragic moments flow How many yous How many mes How many us-es That were or could never be? Dark turbulences Caught knotting it all […]
If I am gone Iron butterflies will adorn my grave Do not mourn freedom to run Without pain Soaring through a world Of coloured warmth Existence’s tunes thrumming a cord To climb out of this life Through a gate of light Becoming iron Swimming in liquid sun The butterflies wings Beating out ordered chaos My […]
The images of the city where obscured Distorted, kind of hidden But the pieces where there The arches and cafes Gun turrets and cigerette smoke All the Romes that had ever been Over lain and synched A slight misalignment Gave delicious snapshots On occassions the warm twilight shifted Showing the city as it could be […]
Writing from Art The Wilson Gallery Cheltenham March 2017 The street loomed in the silver light Or rather it lurched as it luminesced Moon beams reflected a muted rainbow Just at the edge of perception A reflexion of it’s own subtle glory Hung distorted in the river’s ripples A lonely figure wrapped in trench coat […]
Writing from Art – a visit to the Wilson March 2017 Red tiles, over red brick Some more orange, others dirty brown The roof top sagging Under weight of baked clay Keeping assorted timber dry It warped and yearned Until men built of muscle came Sweat slicked Even in cold grey months They move and […]
Written in response to the exhibition in The Wilson Gallery, Cheltenham March 2017. Jagged drinks for the eye Landscapes of texture Dripping, sagging, oozing Peaking up frozen Wavelets Diminished into regularity Repeat, retrieve, remake Copies not exact Learning a scatter Of new from old Forms reborn Syntax looms in loops Half formed Floating on and […]
Brains switched on Axons firing Knowledge stores – ACTIVATED Commence writing!
I am hinged in the Middle I am a book with two front covers Two stories interleaved Ones upside down and back to front But flip me over And it’s the other way round I am a thought cascade I am an idea intrusion Scientist and Artist Creative mind Non-linear: mold breaker I am hinged […]
Turgid fire Strikes Lethargy Pulling Down To a soft Demise Melting ice Sublimed To steam Obliterating With liquid Slow flame