Sunday, November 17, 2013

Capturing ........the moment

Radiating spectrum of light and sound fill and overwhelm the senses as the tingling skin experiences it's own manifestation, in the form of pain.

A fond reminder of the present moment,each moment, with the inhalation and exhalation of the subtle breath of awareness.

Pushing the limits of endurance and the known, and wandering aimlessly into the infinite and expandable space of the unknown.

Operating in the duality and physicalness of one dimension while simultaneously skirting and delving into the freedom of another.

Majestic salvation woos the senses in the sensuround of an opulent salvation, while the nought of nothingness, is the temptation of the goddess, who openly flaunt their words in song, in the longing silence of essence.

Simplistic branches of interpretation hang lifeless in the giant Baobab, whilst the life force of 1000 eons courses through the ether of  relegated consciousness.

Preconceived notions and perceptions have forged an illusion in the imaginative fire's of  an organism, who assumed a greatness and superiority in the illusion of their own likeness.

Pulled taught, through the eyelet of a giant canvas sail, which struggles to embrace the prevailing flow and at the same time is and always was an integral part of the flow.

Quenching the thirst in the embrace.
Satiating the appetite in the surrender.
A moment of connection.
A moment of bliss.
Capturing the elusiveness.
One moment at a time.
All time.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Resplendent transitions.......

Pin pricks of light
A casting 
of inherent magic
Bathed 
Cascaded
Imbued

Wondrous solicitations
Spread eagled light
Transcending the neurosis
Forging ahead

Staged
In the domain of veritas
Applauded joyously
Encouraged vociferously
Managed 
in the evenness
and flow
of a moment

Embedded
In the reflection of self
Mirrored irony of  self
Begrudging reflection
The duality of the twisted shards
Dichotomies of perspective
Held aloft
Ground into the finest powder
Whispered dreams
Upward motion
Gasping
Breathing once again

Resplendent transitions
Breathe new life
A perspective of present
Bathed antiquities
of a  past.


The Abyss












Staring into the abyss

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

A vision.......












Beyond sight.......a vision appears.......whispering in the quietness of the night.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

A Fist full












A fist full of everything

Swallowing & remembering.......

Swallowing hard
Moving on through the plethora
of emotional detritus
Gasping
with each breath
Taking the next step
Finding the flow
Continuing the mission

Picking up the guide ropes
Intuitively
Feeling the motion
Connecting the pieces
Grasping the picture
A moment of wholeness

Intentions
Galloping
across the chasms
of the imagination
Leaving the known
Surrendered
to the unknown
Rekindling the spark
Believing once again
Remembering all

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Arising from the depths












Arising from the depths of one's own essence

Layers of light.......

Layers
Defined in their own absoluteness
Peeled away
Stripped 
from the bones of conditioning
Levelled with the flow of being


Vigilant eyes
Peering 
through the darkness
Sliding across
the obtuse dominion

Labelled exotica
Extended
through their own dessication
Artefacts crumble
Stories disappear
Transmuted forever 
through time

Erubescent liquid
Moving
through the eye of technology
Awaiting examination

Under the eves of a dream
In the limbo of the physical
An energised essence
Shines through
Always in the light

Saturday, August 31, 2013

In the grip.......

Abounding 
in the synchronicities of destiny
Shaped
in the crucible of understanding
Willingly surrendered into the unknown.

Strumming 
through the awareness of sound
Acute
Resonating
Realisations
Ply their way
Creating a unique sense of urgency.

Held and caressed
In the moment
Unadorned
In the essence of truth

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Trilogy........












Trilogy of light unassuming in it's own breakthrough

Pensive musings........

 










Pensive musings under the spell ,craving the tactile senses of a brushed feather whilst listening to the heart and the harmonies of the song sung from the essence of life.

Remembering.......

Limbs float across a washed reverie of introspection unimpeded in their own designation,

 wandering across a deluge of stimulus, forwarded through the funnels of challenge as the soft 

melodies repeat themselves irreverently  without any consensus of opinion, whilst the oppressive 

manipulations play their own stage and the star struck, slowly dissipate and become submerged in 

their own banshee wallowing, whilst cringing beneath the façade that has been banished from it's 

place of holiness and righteousness, while all the time the song plays a haunting melody of a 

figment of a remembered essence.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

The Valley of Dreams












Across the valley of dreams inculcated in the psyche lies the essence of all that is

Monday, December 17, 2012

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Through the blankness.......


Part 1

Staring at the blank canvas hypnotised as the weave starts to vibrate and radiate the innermost thoughts.
Vivacious vividness of colour transcends itself through the interconnected neurons as the juxtaposition of the animate and the inanimate blur and clear in ever widening circles.

The soft velvet crush of the white water over the aeon's old smoothness of the rocks stimulates the inner essence of serenity and lifts the vibrations of understanding as the momentum increases and all fall under it's influence.

The gas lamps at the end of the pier flicker as the oars of the rowing boat chop the surface of the lapping water.

Luminous tumble weeds roll past the adobe buildings shape shifting through the shadows and dust on their journey past the shuttered memories of magic and imagination.

The rafters begin to rise and the walls expand as the canvas is invigorated in it's own growth.

Part 2

The hedged path stretches itself in it's unmanicured audacity in between the grape vines until it reaches the domes building.

Energised in the hallowed sanctity of the ground  , the vocabulary of conversation is superfluous, muted into the realms of interconnected silence.

The sharpened spears of truth provide the congruency on the pathway as the swirling motion of the masses endeavours to shift it's stance in the stampede.

Age old patinas disappear revealing colours of essential veracity and vivacity.

Part 3
The sun beats down mercilessly as the hardened clay earth beckons to be opened and turned.

The sliced chunks of earth reveal themselves as the wounded ground elongates and widens itself.

Droplets of perspiration cascade freely as the transformed earth deposits itself next to the excavation.

The signature aroma permeates the air as the body feels the coolness of the earth beneath it.

The granules of sand cling to the body as the transformational powers cleanse and saturate.


Part 4

Waves of heat desiccate the air shimmering in the dreams of a cauldron.

In the wavering shadows of the night the voices call out, slicing through the bristling leaves and splashing the vibrant water.

Apparitions of youth stand on the threshold of a fading moment.

Dislocated in the onrush of solitude, spent feathers arise from their resting place, taking new form in their upward spiral.

Clapping hands mimic the rhythm of the raging white water, elevating it's energy, running it's course to the cascading edge.

Remnants of memories and residues line the path as subsidence and erosion cleanse all once again.

Enraptured in the full flight of renewal, the circle turns, precipitating the onward rush and explosion of the senses.

Scarred edifices stand deserted on the hillside as the vines overtake structure and become the pivot in a mesmerising battle of an age old artist reshaping the landscape into new form.

Heights of greatness ebb and recede into the universal chasms of amnesia, awaiting rediscovery and in the process providing more questions than answers.

Part 5

The large white river stones massage the feet as the crystal clear water laps at the ankles and reflects the starkness of the whitewashed alcove above.

The whitened walls pulsate, energised with flashes of colour, which seem to emerge and disappear at intervals, whilst the definitions of form increase as the story begin to unfold.

Dancing figures and majestic animals show and reveal their insights as the flames send their coals soaring into the thermals and the rhythmic dance follows it's own evolving course.


The sentinel fire keeper holds vigilance, feeding the entity and the essence, precipitating the archetype and in the process revering it.


Adrenalised swirls of energy move around the vacuous spaces of lethargy expediting their osmotic process and leaving the recalcitrant tendrils in their wake.

Flakes of dissolving tissue divest themselves, gently cascading, reluctantly into the darkened pit of a another reality.

A core exalting luminescence builds, as the external changes with each thought and motion.

Motionless in the silence , the generosity spreads.

















Blue mountain














Pushing forward towards the inevitability of Blue mountain .......all was within the realms of possibility !

Friday, October 5, 2012

Blue eyed muse......

~The golden frame with the blue eyed muse~

on the threshold

On the threshold
Sloughing off
the skin of the past

Feet moving
Larynx quivering
On the fast track
to absolution

Distant water 
Gushing streams
Pumice in hand
Cleansing
the way forward

A stacked deck
Wallowing
Crawling across
the mire of pity

Raising the stakes
Flowing
within the harmony of self
Brokering
Grappling
with the nexus

In the pride and ego of nought
A new bloom appears
Castigating the past
Emerging into the present
Synchronising the future

A moment of gratitude
in the graciousness 
of being

Sunday, August 26, 2012

The Horns.......

On the horns of a dilemma

Immortalised moments.......

Unravelling mysteries
Present themselves

Active replenishment
Brushed with the invigoration of an Arctic breeze

Squawking geese
Melt the ice
Young one's
following in their footsteps

In the shadow of Conquistadors
Burning desires
Loop forth
from the cauldron

Loved one's
Ever present
Separated
Across the chasms of their own realities

Flickering flames
Play across the cornea
of frozen mobility

Soul fragments
Fractured psyche
Float in a void

Unwilling
Unable
To see
the light

Grasping the illusion
Believing the reflection
Feeling the weight

Unsung hero
Awaiting retrieval

Moments in the present
Immortalised

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Recovery.......

Recovering the essence

Edging closer.......

Edging closer
Bathed in the light
Discarding
The shadows of a dream


Venerated figures
Dressed
in the colourful swathes
of belief
Dancing through the pockets of memory
Held for a moment
In perceptive reality


The flames
Twisting and swirling upwards
Encouraging the flow
Satiating with heat


Dancing
Through the pockets of hot air
Irradiated with a zest
Imbued with the radiance
Espousing the joyousness in the free flow



Beyond.......

Beyond the mountain,awaiting the next moment

Transposed vestiges.......

Transposed
Vestiges of a lifetime
Hidden
in the annexe
of the subconscious


Chasms appear
Forcibly lighting hidden chambers
Epiphanous moments
treading water


Piercing realisations
dissect and illuminate


Prevailing choices
New intentions
Pioneering pathways


Sloughing off the shin
of accumulation
Choosing the result
Instigating the shift