Sunday, December 18, 2005

look under the weather


As an ear or an eye projects a tube for gathering information the intense contrast of colour vibration is all that separates something from nothing.


These dark days and nights see stars shine brighter for the yearning for the warmth the distance brings and though often missed in layers of meaning light is all they try to describe.


Given a palette shaped and already coloured the infinite choice of implying what isn't leaves empty spaces as sky.


Like a partnership gone wrong their timing was off and the peak of the cycle left another yet to find fruition like faded flowers in winter never make the pretty picture they could have had their timing been better.

2 Comments:

Blogger 666poetry-finchnot said...

god i love those roses
how they bloom bloom bloom



how crzy is that


& the pass word tonight is

yooquug / lol

1:34 AM  
Blogger 666poetry-finchnot said...

what language is that
btw



lol cracking my self up / a gain

1:35 AM  

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