Wednesday 25 March 2015

My poem today



Church
by Iulia Toader
Copyright 2014


God is an architect
God is a kid
Playing with smiles and tears
God is a surgeon on the flesh of the atoms
Healing infinite fears;

God is a postman, a thief and a liar
Spreading a faint rumour of reality 
God is a mistress, an addict, a ghost driver,
God is not guilty, your Honour.

God is a weaver, a warrior, a dancer
God dances with the stars within us,
Please, may  I have this waltz?
Hush, little baby, God is the answer.

Monday 23 March 2015

Emerald City






Emerald City - 80x60cm, oil on canvas.


The Emerald Tablet

  1. Tis true without lying, certain & most true.
  2. That which is below is like that which is above & that which is above is like that which is below to do the miracles of one only thing
  3. And as all things have been & arose from one by the mediation of one: so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation.
  4. The Sun is its father, the moon its mother, the wind hath carried it in its belly, the earth is its nurse.
  5. The father of all perfection in the whole world is here.
  6. Its force or power is entire if it be converted into earth.
  7. Separate thou the earth from the fire, the subtle from the gross sweetly with great industry.
  8. It ascends from the earth to the heaven & again it descends to the earth & receives the force of things superior & inferior.
  9. By this means you shall have the glory of the whole world
  10. & thereby all obscurity shall fly from you.
  11. Its force is above all force. For it vanquishes every subtle thing & penetrates every solid thing.
  12. So was the world created.
  13. From this are & do come admirable adaptations whereof the means (or process) is here in this. Hence I am called Hermes Trismegist, having the three parts of the philosophy of the whole world
  14. That which I have said of the operation of the Sun is accomplished & ended.

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Wednesday 18 March 2015

Inevitable






"Fizzy Marilyn" - 60x80cm, oil on canvas.


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Saturday 14 March 2015

...woman!





"Phenomenal II" - digital art.

“I don't trust people who don't love themselves and tell me, 'I love you.' ... There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.”
― Maya Angelou



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Friday 13 March 2015

Phenomenal




"Phenomenal" - digital art.

" I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally."

Maya Angelou

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178942

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Tuesday 10 March 2015

Pink war




"BUK Jelly" - 60x80cm, oil on canvas.

"
Revenge sounds like the name of a tragic opera
Suicide sounds like the name of an electric floral medicine grown by god
Lucifer sounds like the name of a sheltered library nerd
flowers are examples of natural drama
the moon is a voyeuristic boat in the sky
who has attended every funeral and has peeked at every kiss ever given

this year was a century
until it was shaved in half by a cold and pink war

how sickly a peptic, watered-down pink can be
when it isnt softest skin or the land before birth
"

I found this poem about war. It was what I had in mind, expressed so clearly in words. For the whole poem of Luke J. Holt here: http://m.poemhunter.com/poem/pink-war/

I really liked the end of the poem.



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