On softer shores, in open pores
I feel your waves rush in.
Take me over, blood and bone,
Into a lover's hymn.
Movements slow and thoughts are numb,
Taken in by the sea.
Ashamed to be so compelled
As to let you consume me.
Words tender and eyes closed,
Shadows along the sand,
Watching us spiral, float and tumble towards each other's land.
Houses standing in a row
painted faces of indigo
blinds drawn at half past eight
the chatter stops before it's late
the morning brings a perfect tune
and stays until the afternoon
the roads meet in intersections
like grids without imperfections
a mini van, usually plain
everything here is always the same
the children come home to amazing spreads
and parents sleep in their perfect beds
mom's hairdo is up, makeup is on
dad's outside mowing the lawn
Jimmy's an athlete and Sally's got A's
Leave it to Beaver and Happy Days
No it's not true
So it is now summer where I live here in Canada, and it's a hot one. Also, due to some unfortunate events in the way of bad luck I find myself looking for a new job.
But enough about me! What about the Art??????
Well there should be some new stuff coming up slowly at first, then we shall see if I can bring up the pace a little.
Sorry, had to get that out - I really want to start uploading pictures of PEOPLE (seeing as that is what I like shooting best) but I have so many other things to doooooooooooo
It never ends :P
PICTURES OF PEOPLE COMING SOON!
and maybe some more abstract stuff
BambooRiot (Santiago R.)
Clicked on random deviant and it sent me to you! Just passing by and flipping through other deviant's work, looking for inspiration. I write primarily non-melodramatic free verse poetry, something that I hope even people who aren't lit fanatics can enjoy. Just in case you're interested
So, you take pictures of trees and other cool stuff and therefore it's pretty much mandatory that I watch you. Well that, and you're Mr. Big Villagian of the Ms. Big Villagian of MY 'Bama girl. So, yeah.