"..painting is silent poetry & poetry is painting that speaks.."
Bright Star
A bright star
Burning a trail across the sky
An uncharted path
Only you can light the way
Walk your path in mist, in light
But walk it all the way
Be who you are meant to be, do what you must do
Laugh deeply, love unconditionally
Listen to your inner wisdom, for it is your best guide
Live life no one else can do it for you
Be a worrier but do not worry
Free the mind, to find the spirit
Burn bright, strong and true
Be a shining star
Use the light unique to you
Language of Art
One for me, Two for thee , Think it, ink it, do it Finishing a chapter Farewell the heroes Mastermind the direction As we sail the continental drift Time is but a small fee Sign the rights to our tale Leave space to fill in the blanks Improvise a setting A place to put down roots Tying our fates together
Shadows in the night Strangers of the day Nameless faces, familiar in their way Play your broken record Feel the token novelty Locals thoughtfully display Wear a mask of wonder, Animate dusty memories Be one of a common bread Head the tools of a tourists trade Click and tick Feeding experience Oh nameless face With your lost identity Buy the soles of the many To fulfil the need in you
Look up To where giants storm Where dances form Mournful, joyful See natures force toy with fate Wispy promises, Ominous armies Sights of mortality Untamed mighty forces Judge us from above
Twisted dreams Sinful sinners Damaged goods Key master of sanity Hidden scars faded by time Skeletons locked away Key rusted by salt Shadowed memories Blurred as a new dawn Confessions made Promises given A secret shared
Trembling Tall poppies Cut down in their prime Berried with haste Fertilising foreign soils In time New growth blankets old bones Memories remain fresh Branded into a young nation Worn out of respect A nod to those Lost blooms of youth
We are the doomed youth Shadows guarding bones Enemy, friend All held in deaths final embrace Years pass, people come and go Seeking to remember Wanting to forget Pointless youth No victors lie here Beneath this foreign sun Only brothers, fathers, husbands Seek to remember Try to forget