To do the useful thing,
to say the courageous thing,
to contemplate the beautiful thing,
that is enough for one man’s life.
To do the useful thing,
to say the courageous thing,
to contemplate the beautiful thing,
that is enough for one man’s life.
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.
Shape shifter,
Sometimes winged,
Sometimes four legged.
Woman, man, fish, amoeba,
Bone and card reader,
Weaver of dreams,
Midwife and mortician,
Magician and Fool.
Beyond right and wrong,
Always and forever
He is deeply here
At the pulsing center
Of my life,
And I dance his mystery
Into drumming kaleidoscopes
Of wonder.
Art and Poem by Clinock.
Sculpture: Shaman, by Clinock. H. 13″ x W. 5″ x D. 5″. Fired and stained clay.
It has been a long winter.
Renovations have not come easily
but they have come and I’m sure
will continue to come
until I am bones in the beaks of crows.
My muse rings the changes too.
It’s a game we play, it’s called hide and seek.
There are blindfolds on both sides
and the snow has been deep
and renovations have been difficult.
But don’t hear me wrong,
there is always laughter, wonder and light,
the sparkle of space and love
as I sweep the corners clean
and imagine everything new again.
Art and poem by clinock
Painting: Winter Muse. 20 x 16”. Acrylic on canvas.
Hello everyone. The changes are obvious I think. I hope you have no problems with navigation. I am working on a separate ‘portfolio / gallery’ site just for my art. I will post the link when complete.
Renovations, actual, virtual or metaphorical are ongoing.
Whispers answered
from behind the veil.
Invitations to dance
accepted.
Absorbed in blue
succulent wetness,
entering
deep rooms of warm release.
Dissolved in wonder,
confirmed by touch,
embraced with namelessness,
diving into light,
drowning
in the confluence,
moisture and flesh,
sliding into rebirth.
Painting and Poem by clinock.