Monday, February 9, 2009

Perception is everything

3 comments:

  1. Hey, I got a lot of ideas from your paintings.

    Akay Wood

    I

    In the woods I walked
    Till a sight through the arms of trees
    I saw, a light that burned
    Amongst the dark,
    Emblazoned on my eyes.

    It was cold that night.
    A frost made crisp my steps.
    And I felt a peace descend.

    II

    Though a star is chained it dances
    And in it’s throws illuminates those
    Cast under and aside, with different shades
    Are all perceptions changed.

    III

    I am the Lord of the Dance, said He

    In the revel of an evening
    By the light of the shining star
    By the side of the slow running river,
    Midst the trees as they creak

    Even as a solitary figure in the shadows
    Where questions are echoes –

    The grass made ice figurines
    Ferns carved and hardened.

    No answers are given,
    As I walked the path home.

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  2. Wow!
    "Though a star is chained it dances
    And in it’s throws illuminates those
    Cast under and aside, with different shades
    Are all perceptions changed."
    WOW
    I love

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  3. Thank you for appreciating my little effort! I had that Dylan Thomas line stuck in my mind so kind of borrowed the idea a bit, "Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
    TIme held me green and dying
    Though I sang in my chains like the sea.”

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