argieArt 2011

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another wave on another ocean in another universe at another time

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

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apertures
encourage
departures of companionable
rivals
.
.
having
fed upon
wandering forth
considering themselves
membranes in love
with
survival
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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

.
while
flavors of lovers
.
.
turn into one's
others
.

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Friday, April 29, 2011

au milieu d'une lumière pâle et vertigineux

Sunday, April 03, 2011

A Tapestry in Foamy Stitches


: the Lower-Right Corner of Some Globe-Spanning Ocean

In this netherworld of vast-met blue,
Waves enjoin, stitched, by foamy glue,
The lower-right corner of the global sea,
Where the surreal meets reality.

The green sea rises, others say falls,
Combined to make a stranger dancer who calls,
And that foam oft atop such unruly waves,
Stitches all together in mysterious ways.

Each stitch from fractal magic sewn,
From threads pulled forth from Neptune's throne,
A surrealistic tapestry, such is life,
Weaving amid the woven nature's endless strife.

And in this corner of so great an unknown,
Implausible wonders are truly shown,
Where foam convinces waves to intertwine,
In boring, though terrifying, surrealistic design.

So let us embrace so strange a surreal,
And gather together imagination's zeal,
To guide us safely through depths unknown,
Whereby foam and waves and we return home.

 

 

Saturday, February 19, 2011

pondering narrows

Having overlooked inlet's vast lake beyond morning tea steeped now to silence.

Having vigorously hiked, then crept, to loose rocks rest atop clouds below a distant dream, whispering tendrils of breeze slip above its stream of sound or life unwound to wind and wrap; such meditation's mind did thereby ascend .. and reign as might raindrops glisten upward sky's implications - blue their surround - a wondrous view where focus abides in the vast ever-present, a gift too radiant though merely a haze of breaths such that mind grows still unto peaceful calm and the quiet thrill of the world beyond the word so effortlessly reliant.

As though some meditative soul had taken wing upon an un'self'aware action known as a life's breath-by-breath release of all strife, each moment of dying a renewed illumined up-welling indwelling life. 


 

Sunday, January 16, 2011

does the target
realize itself
to also




















be the archer
?