Category: Beauty

Dream Girl Blues

— Posted inArt, Beauty, Boomer's Story, Desire, Film Photography, Iconography, Light, Literature, Love, Memory, Metaphysics, Music, Mystical, Personal, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Romance, Symbolism, We Dream, Words, Writing — 1 min read

Breath of life, the light sighs, we dream. She shines, Translucent, ephemeral, Appearing only to disappear into light, Into thin air. We sleep. Today is now, time is present, Memory waits... Moments, minutes, infinite ever, Always. We remember, we forget, we dance in the […]

Desire

— Posted inArt, Beauty, Concupiscience, Desire, Eroticism, Erotique, Iconography, Light, Literature, Love, Metaphysics, Mystical, Personal, Photography, Poetry, Romance, Symbolism, We Dream, Words, Writing — 1 min read

Breathe slowly, excite the silence, our still air shivers, aroused by tongues. Softly swollen Velvet lips, Open slowly, fold on fold, Cleave the juicy, sticky split, Slide inside the slippery skin. Oh, Luscious depths in Luskus Delph, Amour aroma, perfumed pink. Taste Desire's smoke, […]

The Razor’s Edge

— Posted inArt, Beauty, Film Photography, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, Personal, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Symbolism, Uncategorized, Words, Writing — 1 min read

On the road to somewhere from the road that leads to nowhere, You find the hidden bridge that takes you to the razor's edge. You take one step, you take another, you walk a different walk, In the field of lost time's distance the […]

Civilisation

— Posted inArt, Beauty, Church, Film Photography, Iconography, Light, Literature, Metaphysics, Mystical, Photography, Poetry, Religious Art, Symbolism, Uncategorized, Writing — 1 min read

This is the foundation of western civilisation, this is the foundation of all western art, music and literature. This is the sign that created western culture from which grew knowledge, science, philosophy, education and power. This is the symbol upon which democracy laid its […]

All the birds

— Posted inArt, Autumn, Beauty, Boomer's Story, England, Film Photography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, NAture, Night, Personal, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Sky, Symbolism, Trees, Uncategorized, Winter, Writing — 1 min read

In the misty light of a November afternoon the planet spins slowly towards another day, leaving the sun's light behind. Colours vanish into the ethereal blue of twilight, there is nothing in sight except the birds flocking home to roost. The darkling thrush, the […]