Category: Freeverse

DAy oF ThE CRoW

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Long has been the voyage
Epochs noted
Multiple times along the way

Trails have become wide
Distinctively stained
With tears

Subjective notes of joy and sadness

Much better now
To close the eyes
And rest easy

Listening
To the flow
Of stronger life forms

Leave them to their current struggles

In a moment’s notice
They too will see
Their true value

And that greatness
Is not found externally
Or in the bondage of rage

Rather, in the selfless act of giving

Soon enough
Will be
The day of the crow

Journey Alone

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None can prepare
For journey’s ill circumstance
Surrounded by many such dangers

Still alone
Still struggling
Never still

Today’s rain ceased
It’s essence
It’s transforming force
Inescapable

On water
In water
Becoming water

Clouds cry out quietly as they break
Like floating turtles
Parting ways

A welcomed force rears up
Its energy radiant away from ninety-three million miles
Frees the once oppressive transformation

And, with its goodness
Becomes the new oppressor

Bring it.

(Stay strong, be good, be ready)

Seis

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Six PM
Waiting hangs in the air
Like maple syrup
In my coffee

Six birds fly
Into the dreamworld
Created in my camera
Completely unaware

For this little moment
There are no demands
Void of angry voices
Deadlines buried
In creative bliss

Multiple exposures on a single frame (in-camera) – Mission Trails, San Diego CA
Made this during a very kinesthetic learning time in my photography walk. There is power in controlling light. There is power in the ability to manipulate your surroundings to match the dreams in your head.


Recurring Dream

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It appears calm
The surface nearly flat
Yet those small ripples…waves
Belie a boiling unseen

In my dreams of unrest
Uncertainty
Waves crash overhead
Control completely lost

No longer a man
In this dream
I am a boy
Thrown about
Away

Reduced to flotsam
Bound to continuous churning
Without escape
Save the awakening

It has been some time since I’ve experienced this dream. It started as a recurring lucid dream in my childhood soon after my parents divorced and split the family. It is interesting that the affects one event will manifest itself in our subconscious looking for resolution.

(Photo – Coronado, CA – Full Edit Manipulation in TOPAZ)



Abstracted Sunset

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…or maybe it was sunrise.. I don’t remember

but the woods covered me in near silence
only the sounds of air moving between trees

I could have been a fish off the California coast
In the quiet kelp forest with only the sound
Of water moving toward the shoreline

As it is
I am just human

oils on canvas – 36″x36″