No matter the venue
Play always looks like play
Tag: graffiti
Eyes ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #192
Earnest and callow
Eyes and smile
Rendered in night’s
Deepest shadow
Eyes and smile
Rendered in night’s
Deepest shadow
A smile to say
“Goodnight, my friend”
Then again to
Welcome morning
In the darkness
Protect the gate
From those who carry
Cans of paint
Whimsy
Ah,
The whimsy
Of a few curved lines
And a stencil
In an obscure corner
Of hard edges
And some distress
Meaning indecipherable
But for the inexplicable smile
It brings
To my being
The whimsy
Of a few curved lines
And a stencil
In an obscure corner
Of hard edges
And some distress
Meaning indecipherable
But for the inexplicable smile
It brings
To my being
Between Slaves
Between
slaves
the one who
protects
the master is
the most
cowardly
slaves
the one who
protects
the master is
the most
cowardly
Catalunya
A place in the world
Embattled and oppressed
Like so many other
Places in the world
Nonetheless
Vibrant, passionate, alive
Embattled and oppressed
Like so many other
Places in the world
Nonetheless
Vibrant, passionate, alive
Standout ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #142
She struggled a little
Sometimes
To be noticed
Sometimes
To be noticed
To stand out
From the cacophony
Of life around her
But she knew
Who she was
And what she could do
And if others
Couldn’t see her
That was their problem
Lines & Words
I love
how a brush stroke
or a phrase
can create
an icon
how few lines
or words
are required
to tell a story
and how every story
and every icon
means something different
to everyone
Old Wood Cool
He was old wood cool
Rugged, lined and beautiful
Someone people clung to
Like paint
Rugged, lined and beautiful
Someone people clung to
Like paint
He didn’t choose his friends
Everyone was welcome
And he played no favourites
But few weathered well in his company
Most faded quickly
In that radiant presence
I loved the bastard
And hated him
I Create
I create
Layer upon layer
Expression upon expression
Layer upon layer
Expression upon expression
The new obscures the old
The old shines through the new
A temporal collage
Of overlapping insights
Expressions, realizations
Hoping, in the end
The sum of it all
Creates some enduring meaning
Harmonious Lines
I find harmony
In places unexpected
A dirty, broken alley
Amid the smells
Of misery and death
In places unexpected
A dirty, broken alley
Amid the smells
Of misery and death
Scrawled there
In pigment
And love
Arcs and lines
A language of hope
And possibility
Pix to Words 