Playing with perspective do we ever get the chance to bask in another’s life to learn another dance? Are we bound to the freedom of familiarity, bestowed by the sagging similarity between bravery and blood? Can we ascend the descending patterns of prerogative? Can we banish the marbled mountains to the murky sea ~ only … Continue reading perspiring perspective
people
first death
sometimes the world stopssometimes the good go early sometimes death breathes life You can find an animation that pairs with first death here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress. Have a beautiful day!
sentient skies
Birds unburden the city silence delinking the chains of a solitary season, decompressing minds confinedto the stone walls of winter.People sit where they scattered on green blades becoming ladders to the sun-drenched dreams of early springs and stubborn summers.On the wings of a finch, we sing to warmer skies. You can find an animation that … Continue reading sentient skies
ground
Hear —some fable for fallen angels meant to comfort the inconvenienceof truth ~around and again the gyre grindsdreams to dust and form new fantasies ~spun to gold and silence. You can find an animation that pairs with ground here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress. Have a … Continue reading ground
blackbird
“Into the light of a dark black night”Paul encourages her flight,with hope for chainless daysand change in chosen ways -to reach her brightest dawnto absolve her demons: gone —examining the exalted, the exiled,the ecstasy of life, the wonder of the wild ~embracing the cosmic coincidenceto experience her meaningful magnificence. You can find an animation of … Continue reading blackbird
impossibility
Orbiting our own obsessionsburn the hours,light the dawn —an idea erupts, flowing with immortality from a soul spillingits only sacrament.To see is to subjectyour will to the other’s —only advantage gainedfrom breaking vantage ~the calm sea storms the night:the impossibility of vanquish. a calm sea storms the night Hi! Check out an animation of a … Continue reading impossibility
Beverly
“Can you play some Jamaican music?”she asks — the sax mancatches her question.“Are they from America ora different island?”she asks — me.She hails from Jamaicaon the wings of our lord.55 this years this July.Memory like a trap.Moves like the breezeas the jazz mobStirs It Up.Her grandmother a princess,her father a diplomat,her love for them overflows … Continue reading Beverly
spun
No stock to stand on,the stores are all drained.Any joy of shopping pulverizedby the almighty, the omniscient: Web of Things.Its spider keeper never sleepsnever seen and ever watchingto feed your craving to consume and be consumed.
in time
Wayward and forwardnever backwardwe fall into the arms of who we are,always becomingmore brilliantly our own ~unique as the yellow biloba and tenacious as those who clung to and cultivatedthe ginkgo’s roots,nearly receded into extinction butwith us today, growing.
seams of seeming
A head and heart disconnected dismembers members ofseemingly distant worlds.Divided by streets or seas,houses or highways,parties or passions— separations of semblance maim with fear of loss. Semblance bears an underscore: for those divisions of secondhand seeming orpower-punctuated scheming ordeath-defined livingdare not dive belowtheir surfacebound reflections.Depth deliversdignity, rememberedand in recognition ofour connected consciousness.
Species of Value 