New Landscapes: Winter – Departure Songs And Shattered Recordings
Oh if it’s more than I should
It’s more than I ever could
If my heart needed you to stay
At the end of the day
Would you go
Oh my life’s story is so thin
Underneath this torn skin
Lost in the hardness
Of this bitter chill
– a Winter
With nothing more to fill
Oh it’s more than I ever should
– if only
I could
New Landscapes: Winter – Tape Loops And Departure Songs
I just want to lie down
In the cold white snow
And listen
To the dreams
Come crashing down
I just want to sit down
In the bitter Winter snow
And listen
To the silence
Come screaming in
New Landscapes: Winter – A Wonderland Of Dreams With You
A dream lingering in fire
With the warm pulse
Of departure songs
A Winter of magic and loss
– gone
In a cold and deepening frost
a rewind: n e w d i g i t a l s c a p e s: the abstract series (and some thoughts on joy and expression)
I recently published a small square, hard cover book of abstract digital art, poetry, and prose. What an exciting endeavor. The process was full of challenges, twists and turns (visually speaking), color, and contemplation. Many nights were spent with candles aflame, incense burning and music playing. In trying to find that inner connection, with all my experiences in life, I soon discovered the process that would motivate me unconditionally: Work with love. Work with intent. Art is a beautiful thing. Being in touch with the art of others is very inspiring and uplifting as well. As artists, writers, poets, and musicians we’ve come to love and appreciate the many vehicles for creative expression and community. Sharing our work is very important. Our blogs, books, exhibits, and performances are all vital in healing the soul of the planet. Our shared joys and tragedies find themselves being expressed and transformed via the beautiful and meaningful art that you and I create. Let us never forget, the significance of what we create, love and share.
New Landscapes: Winter – A Tape Recording Of Your Departure
we could fight
on a cold winter night
– with bitter kisses
New Landscapes: Winter – The Silent Season
I walk alone
– in silence
My footsteps left behind
Frozen in time
The snow painted path
Bathed – in silence
Your whispering voice
On the cold haunting wind
New Landscapes: Winter – The Film Of Life
An empty theater
A foreboding glacier chill
The bitter reminder
Of a life story un-fulfilled
New Landscapes: Winter – The Never Ending Darkness
Without ever an end
This tunnel of love
Filled with the coldness of night.
New Landscapes: Winter – The Reflective Frost Of The Heart At Night
In the dark of night
On the edge of sky
A bitter frost
New Landscapes: Winter – The Lost Beauty Of Incomplete Things
A journey so far
Miles from your arms
Cascading down
Falling like stars
The rocky spiral of moments
– lost
On the cliffs of Winter
And the bone shattering sadness
Found in the dark below
And in the watery grave …
The lost beauty
Of incomplete things
New Landscapes: Winter – The Hardness Of The Chill
somewhere in my life
in my thoughts
in my past moments with …
i see your words
describe the way i feel
at this very moment …
– lost and abandoned
the hardness of the chill within
weathered by your storm
the screaming inside your memories
like the passion of war against the night
a broken obstacle …
to the building of your dreams
and the cold fears to come
never alone without this loss
and the hardness of the chill within
New Landscapes: Fall In Play 04 – Rewind
turn back the time
and remember when
– or how
you found the meaning
of things … misunderstood
– here
forward in time
in the day’s (f)all
in Autumn’s call
the rewind …
of place … memory
and state of mind
New Landscapes: Fall In Starlight
life on the edge
of everything remembered
– here
with the starlight
in your eyes
and the twilight
in the rainbow sky
New Landscapes: Fall In-Between
the narrow way
from
the descent
the broad way
– to it
Life in recovery through the colors of art
Finding the true self on the path of liberation …
New Landscapes: Fall In Expressionism
It appeared seductively
In Autumn’s sweet voice
Whispering with a vision
Beautiful am I not
Here with you
Coloring your day
New Landscapes: Fall In Dreams
it’s there
left Behind
in an autumn past
– your dreams
memories in decay
like falling leaves
with nothing
– to believe
New Landscapes: Fall In Fashion – Hiking Boots
burnt umber
and golden-yellow
reddish tints
and layered colors
trace the path
fore and aft
a distant waterfall
cascading just beyond
my intrepid reach
– married
to the tonal beauty
that surrounds it
It’s Autumn in the mountains of North and South Carolina. Time for a moment of inner reflection, tranquility, and a zen-like trek; to be found in the ascension. And realized at the summit of sky and earth
New Landscapes: Fall In Season
a life is beautiful
when it’s warmth and memory
takes you back
to the place where all this started
this love of life
this meaningful pulse
colored in nature’s heaven
Maggie Valley, North Carolina
New Landscapes: Fall In Motion
The leaves will soon be changing
Falling on unyielding trails
The air crisp and chilled
Sweeping through barren trees
And the lightly falling snow
Fall on the mountain –
Our bikes in fluid motion
New Landscapes: Fall In Abstract – Flight
a dragonfly in flight
– in May
on summer’s wispy wind
taking hold of the endless day
the warmth in subtle greens and blues
now twilight in Fall’s approach
New Landscapes: Fall From Summer
Gotta find my way back
– home
Gotta find a road
To bring me back soon
To you
A beautiful journey
From Summer
To a far-off horizon
– in Fall
Weekly Photo Challenge: Mine
for all time
with endless love
mine
All weekend I have been thinking of my lovely daughter Lady, and her timeless heart. Never to be forgotten. This has always been one of my favorite photographs of her: Young, beautiful and imaginative. I thought this week’s challenge would be a perfect tribute to her. Rest in peace my Lady Pooh.
The Secret Place Of Lingering Memories
the life of memories
an endless vastness
– timeless
without world’s end
stretching beyond yesterday’s dream
and tomorrow’s infinite horizon
the life of memories
and its inner fortress
– the secret place
The Path To Grace And The Summit Of Ascension
Last night
I had a dream
So deep
Forever freeing
Never a moment
Did I long for awareness
Of the waking world
Here on the path of Grace
Beauty
Stillness
Love
As I ascended
Through the floating
Orbs of mystery
– past – time
And the Grace
That is You
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