August Redux 2014 – baptismos

baptismos 2

Liquid whispers

from behind the veil.

 

Invitations to dance

accepted.

 

Absorbed by

succulent wetness.

 

Sinking

into warm release.

 

Dissolved in wonder,

embraced by namelessness,

diving into light,

drowning

in the confluence

of moisture and flesh.

 

Sliding

Into

Rebirth.

 

Painting and Poem by clinock.

 

August Redux 2013 – a beginning

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“What we call the beginning is often the end.

 And to make an end is to make a beginning.

 The end is where we start from.”

T.S. Eliot.

 

photo poem by clinock

Demented Confessions 12 – TPSCLRC

Renovation Crew

there was a time in my life when i couldn’t ask for help from anyone but this seemingly never ending personal renovation business however necessary was proving to be beyond my skills and sanity and so I confess I called in The Piggy Sisters Chorus Line Renovation Crew and you may laugh my friend but as you see i am not the man i was anymore i am cubified, fragmented and transmogrified into transcendental chaos

that’s how it goes sometimes

 

TPSCLRC. by clinock. 8″ x 6″ (20 x 15 cm). Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

 

 

Demented Confessions 11 – Red Bird

Red Bird 3

Red Bird listening,

hearing my old confessions

in feathers and blood.

Red Bird

Red Bird knowing all

the ragged branches of my life

and why I’m falling.

Red Bird 2

Red Bird silently

flying me through arcs of light

to distant thunder.

 

Art and haiku by clinock.

Red Bird. 8″ x 8″ (20 x 20 cm). Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

July redux 2014 – new ways, new days

new days new ways

This electric sun
fusing the wiring of me.
How can I not be?

 

photo and haiku by clinock

 

Demented Confessions 9 – Stolen Poems

Stolen Poems

Let’s invent a new language she said,

One in which even the smartest can play god

On the limbs of others.

Version 2

Okay I said but why are we doing this?

You’re not the sharpest knife in the drawer, R U?

she replied…

Version 4

None – the – less I broke the code

and saved the world –

once again – from

total

annihilation..

Stolen Poems

Surely

some credit

is due

 

I am aVailable for

cash Awards

At home

every day

beTween N000000000N

and ONE.

 

I have a PayPal account

I am ‘Believable’ at Starbucks

I participate in anti-gravity sex

I am the one behind the bush

waxing his handlebar moustache

please

don’t send me

to the Farm

what else do you want me to say?

I have so much yet to do.

Help

is needed.

 

Help each other

with a loving

heart

 

Art and poem by clinock.

Stolen Poems. 8″ x 36″. Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

 

 

 

 

 

Demented Confessions 8 – ’43’

43

she knew immediately

the symbolism, the references,

the memory, the confession.

 

there are people in my life

who know more about me than I do.

I make my confession to them.

 

 

Art and Poem by Clinock.

’43’. 6″ x 6″ (15.24 x 15.24 cm). Mixed media relief sculpture in cradled panel.