Tag: literature

Dream Girl Blues

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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

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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

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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 […]

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 […]

A song for you

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Drifting in a small boat on a silent lake, the rain began to fall and the herons flew away as the wind blew the rain into in my face and scratched at the dark surface of the water in the faint greenish light of […]

A song for me

— Posted inArt, Boomer's Story, England, Film Photography, Light, Literature, London, Love, Memory, Metaphysics, Music, Mystical, Personal, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Romance, Summer, Symbolism, Uncategorized, Words, Writing — 3 min read

I heard a voice coming from an open window, a voice I thought I knew, a song I had heard so long ago. I had forgotten the song but I remembered looking into the sun. Time passes, we forget. Memory waits… From an open […]

The English Landscape

— Posted inArt, England, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Metaphysics, NAture, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Sky, Symbolism, Trees, Uncategorized, Writing — 1 min read

The sky above the Essex earth, light of passing moments that illuminates the fertile land. The light, the light, the glorious clouds that sail across the sea of sky, The sky that shimmered through Constable's hand and Gainsborough's flashing brush. We are a nation […]

How to find yourself in the dark

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Lockdown, hibernation, false dawns, abandoned plans and lost time. The dark despair of the endless nothing; and yet the glimmer of a tiny light far, far away in the dark distant future will always be visible regardless of how much the black void tries […]

Fear

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, fucking cunts, Landscape, Laugh at a cretin, Light, Literature, Mockery, NAture, Philosophy, Photography, political commentary, Pretentious Old Bollocks, Rant, Uncategorized, Words, Writing — 4 min read

“But they hearkened not, nor inclined their ear, but walked in the counsels and in the imagination of their evil heart, and went backward, and not forward. They have set their abominations in the house to pollute it.” Jeremiah 7 We are being dragged […]

The Garden

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Walking in a garden that once was beautiful, where the heady aroma of rare exotic plants filled the air and the dazzling palette of their flamboyant pigments filled the eye. We are not lost, we are visitors, guests among the garden ghosts of a […]

Romance and Ruin

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High up on a hillside, behind the broken walls of a ruined castle, we watch the glowering clouds catch fire as the sun falls blazing from the sky, a burning death she is doomed to endure for all eternity, like a fiery Sisyphus. The […]

Memory

— Posted inArt, Autumn, Boomer's Story, England, Film Photography, Gardens, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, NAture, Night, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Trees, Uncategorized, Words — 2 min read

The summer comes to a close, light begins to leave earlier, the warm days gradually cool and the night becomes our friend. In the garden of the Goddess ancient trees prepare for sleep and change their gowns from green to gold, before they slumber […]

The beautiful summer

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A warm summer afternoon, miles from home, alone;A girl sits on a swing, lost in reverie.The long ropes creak as she disects the air in a lazy arc,Like the pendulum of a mighty metronome,Slowing down time beneath the stately oak tree.Out here, the Earth […]

Eurydice in the half-light

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The last light is fading away,The last birds sing before the dark.We are here in a beautiful garden,Somewhere between today and tomorrow, The path is a maze of twists and turns, The scent of lavender floats in the warm air,Intoxicating every breath we take,The […]

“Hell is empty and all the Devils are here”

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The War of the Words is upon us. William Shakespeare – the most brilliant playwright and poet of the English language. His plays are performed and studied in schools all over the world, his language is magnificent, his plays immortal. But hark! What sulphurous […]