Poem~ being taught

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your words wow me

articulate and precise

voraciously vocabularic

your intellect excites me

opening my tiny mind

dazzling me with your knowledge

your ideas are like a dream

commanding my attention

making me listen

I hang on your every word

Because your thoughts are…

so beautiful

Your mind is a wonderland

I long to explore

Tell me everything you know

Forever

I would be content

to sit by your side

And listen

Poem~ coveting

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what to do with weighted thoughts of jealousy

barbs of envy piercing the solitude

the dark feelings swirl- cyclical and jarring

illuminating the depths of lowliness

questioning the eagerness of intent and motive

willing it to all melt away

this mind is a dueling paradise and prison

subject to its subject

victim or champion

ever searching for a stability only “normal” will provide

but it’s~~~~~

ever so

elusive and fleeting

Poem ~ “real” thoughts

the power of thought

transcends all consciousness

believing in the inevitable or doubting the obvious

beckoning the beholder

to consider the consequence

of innocent fantasies

for the mind breeds actions

which the heart is forced to honor

honor is unforgiving

always

longing for the “real “

authentic

truth in thought

*images from Google

,Poem~41

Simple is never what it seems… Humility exists as a simple idea… Ideas develop and they flee…

Fleeting thoughts are not always truth… Truthful ideas can be simple…Perception is a type of truth.

Sorting through thoughts and ideas like a deck of shuffling cards.

How can I find the right card? Is it a trick, a game, amusement?

Is it sleight of hand, or an illusion?

Life is not a game, or a trick.

There are no quick fixes, no magic bullets.

No miracle workers or holy rollers.

It is uncomplicated and it can be as plain as the nose on your face.

Faith is truth. Truth is clear. Clarity is honest.

The answer to life is found in the spirit.

It’s as simple as that.

Poem ~40

we talk tomorrow

what will you say

to make me stay

sorry sorry so so sorry?

you are my world?

I’ve heard it all

before

my gaze is on the bedroom door

while you sleep in silent sound

i wait to hear your words

as the moonlight dims and fades

i drift away and dream

of our happy days

before

you changed

Shout Out to Jerry Uelsmann

I am huge fan of Jerry’s surreal photographic art work.

Actually, Uelsmann lives in Gainesville FL, only a hop, skip, and a jump away from me. Yet, I’ve never had the opportunity get out there and hear any of his lectures…Maybe one day…

This summer I’m planning a road trip to New Orleans and this will definitely be one of my pit stops- because they have a HUGE collection of his work on display.

However,until then, I’m always content to gaze at his fascinating images…and imagine…

If you’re interested,here is a tribute presentation I found of his work:

This is a compilation video I found on YOUTUBE

FYI- Jerry is a pioneer in this type of photography, no Photoshop for him. He actually creates all his art in a dark room. Jerry’s darkroom is his studio. His technique requires the use of multiple negatives and enlargers to capture a single cohesive image. He often takes pictures with this being his sole purpose, selecting unique subjects with the intention of separating and then combining them with other negatives in the darkroom. The final product is a dream-like vision to behold.

Check out his books:

Front Cover *all images from Google