two hundred and sixty three degrees: ‘floating on the breeze…’
After The Gold Rush ~ Patti Smith autumn’s gilt leaf rings the solar halo of memory ~ past lives, love lost ~ and found ~ again this odyssey * To … Continue reading
two hundred and sixty two degrees: ‘to make you smile…’
At My Most Beautiful ~ R.E.M. Wandering, I discover. A maiden, oak. Delicate, as childhood. Innocence. Fine filigree, fingerprints. Circling, the sky. A mandala, of hope. And wholeness. * I … Continue reading
two hundred and sixty one degrees: ‘dreaming of flight…’
Still ~ Great Lake Swimmers Sun sinks, to set. Beyond the ridge, backed. Mountain, silence. A world, at peace. In moving, meditation. Unified, in truth. * Of greater and unknown … Continue reading
two hundred and sixty degrees: ‘a hundred times before…’
Undressed ~ Lloyd Cole catching up to catch my breath the arc winds towards completion ~ and I’m still looking for another oak ~ though life insists on ( constant … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty nine degrees: ‘just a jump to the left…’
Time Warp (from The Rocky Horror Picture Show) ~ Richard O’Brien strange stars align the continuum splits ~ for a second ~ chance meeting the elegant algebra of grace ~ … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty eight degrees: ‘how to dream…’
Jolie Coquine ~ Caravan Palace each standing silent sentinel for one ( another ) we keep safe ( secrets ) til hearts grow willing to hear * You’re my pole … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty seven degrees: ‘the platform of surrender…’
Human ~ The Killers Where once, I had. Sheep, to shepherd. Me home, now I have. Street, lights. And stars. The shifting, mise en scène. Of life. * Close your … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty six degrees: ‘came to weeping…’
Only If For A Night ~ Florence + The Machine slow symmetry begins appearing through a prison of pure pandemonium ~ two day migraine breaks ~ the peace ~ prism … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty five degrees: ‘like a cancer…’
Crown of Love ~ The Arcade Fire neural net highway ellipsis of pain thought but a blunt knife ( buried ) in my brain ~ mean mercury tattoo describe cleft … Continue reading
two hundred and fifty four degrees: ‘dangerous to try…’
I Know You’re Out There Somewhere ~ The Moody Blues in flux ( and chaos ) the motion sickness of mess ( and moving ) ~ I find myself lost … Continue reading
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