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Monday, May 24, 2010
Three is a war
Recently, I have become a member of Global Poets. Here is my latest posting to this site: http://globalpoets.org/community/Embellish4art
(You need to click the image twice to read the poem without distortion.)
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Spring by Debora Alanna - a poem for new beginnings
1
Thunder rarely claps here
light that shone
between us, crescendoing
now a veil of retraint
Polite, the soak of mezzo forte
lightning subverted
Blue eyes rivet
curtailing conversation
to a pont.
2
A flicker
the unified sky
brushes wind
amongst park trees
held fast by crab-grass
blankets
A caw
crowing, mocking
the promise of intensity
held fast.
3
The song
his voice a fugue
mine a silent opera
opening skyward
rankling, robust
electricity unplugged
dropping rain
splatters
Thump pump
cheeks dry
retreat.
4
Rock beds
mount
obtaining lichen
little mountains
maintaining structure.
Sad silly symphony
Rest, the wind is planting
Grow slowly, gentle
plants
persevere. Behold!
That clapping sound.
Light.
5
Crow hops and flutters
the pavement pounds
from little footsteps
Crow up
flight is easy
for a crow.
Thunder rarely claps here
light that shone
between us, crescendoing
now a veil of retraint
Polite, the soak of mezzo forte
lightning subverted
Blue eyes rivet
curtailing conversation
to a pont.
2
A flicker
the unified sky
brushes wind
amongst park trees
held fast by crab-grass
blankets
A caw
crowing, mocking
the promise of intensity
held fast.
3
The song
his voice a fugue
mine a silent opera
opening skyward
rankling, robust
electricity unplugged
dropping rain
splatters
Thump pump
cheeks dry
retreat.
4
Rock beds
mount
obtaining lichen
little mountains
maintaining structure.
Sad silly symphony
Rest, the wind is planting
Grow slowly, gentle
plants
persevere. Behold!
That clapping sound.
Light.
5
Crow hops and flutters
the pavement pounds
from little footsteps
Crow up
flight is easy
for a crow.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Surrealestate - Mobius Artrages - International Artist List
Mobius (est. 1977), located in Boston MA "is a non-profit, artist-run organization, whose mission is to generate, shape and test experimental art." As part of the event ArtRages, 70 international artists have contributed to the exhibition SurrealEstate. I have been fortunate to be one of these contributors.
Monday, May 03, 2010
The Hermitage
The Hermitage
Alone.
Square walls close inward
slanting out light
straightening hope.
Displaced memories hover
insulating resistance to wholesome thought.
Mouldering bane
Tortuous recall
restricts grace.
Racing through pallid walls
suspended dreams grey
preserving dimness.
Reckless solo banter subjugates solace
scaring
crushing aspiration.
Company is the wayward bug
flying inward
through the gaping screen
defying regulation
to open
unprotected refuge...
insect thwarts total isolation.
Languid
work collects dusty melancholy.
Stalled: industry
Ceased.
FLY!
Alone.
Square walls close inward
slanting out light
straightening hope.
Displaced memories hover
insulating resistance to wholesome thought.
Mouldering bane
Tortuous recall
restricts grace.
Racing through pallid walls
suspended dreams grey
preserving dimness.
Reckless solo banter subjugates solace
scaring
crushing aspiration.
Company is the wayward bug
flying inward
through the gaping screen
defying regulation
to open
unprotected refuge...
insect thwarts total isolation.
Languid
work collects dusty melancholy.
Stalled: industry
Ceased.
FLY!
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