Mostly poetry, few pieces of prose and prosetry too. DeviantART community honoured two of my texts with DailyDeviation which made me very happy!
Schull Bay wonders by bohurtpotato, literature
Schull Bay wonders
As soon as the bus leaps out of Ballydehob and the known-by-heart shapes of Mount Gabriel emerge on my right, my soul swells with so much joy it can barely still fit inside my chest. No art can bring me more comfort than the sights of rough, bare rocks sticking out of the heather-purpled soil like tired but still welcoming bones of this ancient land. Then, the very air starts changing and every sharp turn echoes in my heart as a double beat. And finally, there it is - slowly opening its horizons like loving, long-missed arms... The ocean. The purest, ever-relevant form of beauty and freedom; the big sister of the universe, full of magic, shifting and hypnotizing like a sacred caleidoscope. Greedily swallowing pungent, salty air, I remember all those times the shore embraced me when I thought all hope is lost; and here I am again - four years, thousands of miles and countless lightless abysses later. I immerse palms in the soft, ebbing light and suddenly a bramble thorn, that's been
I close my eyes and with a deep breath plunge inwards letting the universe pluck me out of the stubborn body thread me on the silky strings of a theory dissolving in astral eternities terrifying and elating like a sun-ripened grain of salt in the ocean defying logic feeling so deeply how nothing matters and everything is a whole unique miracle I breathe and live and glow ...
down the old, cracked road I came eager heart knocking on my throat with every passing mile and the good old Gabriel smiling down at me from a white, cracked cup I sipped my tea listening to the bay calling from the distance her horizons wide open like a soft, long-missed embrace in stoic, cracked rocks I found my abalone treasures and with love sifting through blistered toes I shimmered with the waves tears running down burnt nose and as I look through the crack in a cottage window feasting on late summer from a cracked plate I cannot help but pray for the universe to let me too slip through the cracks and disappear for the universe to finally let me come home ...
Wild electricity / Fiberglass screams by bohurtpotato, literature
Wild electricity / Fiberglass screams
I sink my teeth into the wet night wild electricity untamed and pulsing trickling down my chin thunder-loaded arches of profound desires running down my spine fusing body and mind at last rhythmical new horizons expanding violently like a hasty breath racing the cavernous depths of lonely pupils with fiberglass screams tearing apart fibril by fibril our very existence we break free ...
visions of you just keep on coming in the smallest hours of all my nights ... languorous dreams like a silky breeze soft with the warmth of hazy meadows vivid mirages of pure energy like an ancient beacon amongst the deserts intoxicating phantasmagorias djinn fires burning in eyes set on a horizon dusted with eternity ... and I keep on dreaming dreaming dreaming about you hoping to dream up a little touch of you.
they tried to forever heal us from our sacred fever sterilise our minds stop the shattered caleidoscopic offspring of our imaginations from flowing into the night down dirty streets but oh darling if you just roll your eyes inwards you'll see yourself aren't you the most mesmerizing darkest child of your times and we are destined to clash so be my Kolmanoskop saturate me with your endless depths of sonorous colours drown in warmth of sandy dunes under the dizzying opiate-hazed stars and I'll be your Emhain Abhlach quiet and fragrant ornamental labyrinth of fairy spirals oozing milky fog full of ancient promises of eternal delight we're gonna be so free together ...
don't you just dream restlessly endlessly relentlessly about the electric posts whooshing past us like bass guitar bars their weather-scarred strings singing lizard songs of the end about the salty breeze curling light in our eyes and the vermillion gems torn away from the sea burning our fingers with delight about the melting sunset crystallising in pomegranates asleep lava seeds and the smoke braiding light and dark opposite horizons about the blinking stars sending us Morse code and the soft white underbelly of vagabond moon shedding silver light straight on our faces don't you just have those dreams that are bigger than you.
we wither away terminally skin starved fed mass produced artificial hope dosed in pills hollowed like fruits that will never root and bloom blindly pushing forward by the sheer momentum stuffing sterile fillers into void numb lips to stop them from forgetting how to sip the energy dreaming on repeat about cold fingertips gliding like sea breeze over feverish body inhaling the incense of a burning world trying to remember his unique smell cradled only by bottles meaningless routines bright and dark boxes still yet never rested we wither away.
Universal consciousness by bohurtpotato, literature
shed your humanity and be free ... I breathe in the galaxies swallow the suns igniting supernova sparks in the eternal ether of eyes I set myself on fire liquify become luminescence I pulse through neurons of nebulas and systems spread through the roots bloom with fungi rush as a river open as a breeze I howl through time threading with voice days and nights centuries and seasons circling and spinning melting in past present future with all what is love ... I am the energy I am the light and dark and the universal cosmic miracle.
in my odd restless dreams trees shoot up endlessly into the sky and clouds pour from gaps in earth everything loops and in my odd restless dreams we float freely in quiet soft waters of warm light weightless and careless giddy like kids and in my odd restless dreams days flip upside down brisk streams of night carry us gently pour into the ocean spill into the universe and in my odd restless dreams spinning in bubbles of humming stars moved by voids I watch you immortalise yourself into a pulsar and in my odd restless dreams you are the streams the oceans the cosmos energy flowing through me forgiving letting forget but when I wake up from my odd restless dreams you're gone forever again and again and again and I'm all alone ...