Friday, May 02, 2008
Memories...the past in the present carried into the future.
Reflection bound up in an object
Pieces of a whole..alone incomplete but together they explain
Good, bad...ugly, all wrapped up in the shadowy art of disclosure
Travels, battles, scents, hopes and dreams all jumbled together
Strange neighbors...pigs, pipes, pictures and berserkers.
Lights and vapors swirlling around the motionless symphony of being
A snapshot, a polaroid, a presentation.
Life never stops but prophets will see, poets pen and painters color,
Time held still for a second, capturing thoughts like dream nets in the window.
(Eric Blauer 5.2.08)