A butterfly
Flutters By
A treat to eyes
No one lies
A treat for me
No one sees
A feat for you
If you please
Gathering wood for a fire
The scent of earth
Damp moss and crumbling bark
A slight chill hangs in the air
I take a moment to watch the trees
Swaying against the grey above
For just one moment lost in love
I strike my flint across the stone
Look at you, how much you’ve grown
But still the same essential truth
I breath in full with tightened lungs
She opens me and climbs the rungs
Spinning like the helix wheel
Now I’m aware, beginning to feel
So I turn and walk away
And walking ever since I’ve been
Into the dark and unknown lands
Into the unseen shifting sands
August 28th, 2008 at 2:57 pm
One must still have chaos in oneself to give birth to a dancing star. - Nietzsche
This piece has an interesting motion throughout it’s visual element, like a dissonant, shifting dream.
Anyway, what’s cracking? it’s wig.
Haven’t spoke in a while, thought I’d drop the aforementioned comment, and also..
next Friday is Killer Banana Curry night - I know it’s got you curious =p you should come on down.
Send me an email if your interested.
Anyho, Peace.