In her dark mind towering thunderheads Better to break than to abuse conform Sparkling dreams and fragile dreams beaten dead
No pink dawn breaking to be seen ahead The sky full of bruised clouds aching to storm In her dark mind towering thunderheads
Starved, strangled passion bleeding out blood-red No space for dreams outside the prescribed norm Sparkling dreams and fragile dreams beaten dead
Clinging to sanity by a thin thread Stuck screaming unheard in protective form In her dark mind towering thunderheads
Trapped in a black vortex of clawing dread Demons, nightmares and evil spirits swarm Sparkling dreams and fragile dreams beaten dead
Shivering cold in a lonely blue bed Dreaming of being held in embrace warm In her dark mind towering thunderheads Sparkling dreams and fragile dreams beaten dead
The form is a Villanelle in pentameter, meaning five feet per line. And although it has niteen lines (thirteen unique ones) it has only two rhyme sounds. For me the easiest way to denote this is – A1bA2 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2
I confess to some extra dark and hopeless days recently, but even so, I’m grateful to be able to say it was a long time – as in years and years – since I was in such a bad place.
I just have private reasons for wanting to help someone else expressing the same kind of bad place.
Christine O’ConnorIs an artist working in glass, metal, fibre and paint. Sometimes her work is based on photographs, but more often, she creates in the moment. She loves to play with texture and colour.
Christine O'Connor
Christine O’ConnorIs an artist working in glass, metal, fibre and paint. Sometimes her work is based on photographs, but more often, she creates in the moment. She loves to play with texture and colour.
Christine O'Connor
Christine O’ConnorIs an artist working in glass, metal, fibre and paint. Sometimes her work is based on photographs, but more often, she creates in the moment. She loves to play with texture and colour.
Christine O'Connor
Marcel Herms
A Dutch visual artist. He is also one of the two men behind the publishing house Petrichor. Freedom is very important in the visual work of Marcel Herms. In his paintings he can express who he really is in complete freedom. Without the social barriers of everyday life.
There is a strong relationship with music. Like music, Herms’ art is about autonomy, freedom, passion, color and rhythm. You can hear the rhythm of the colors, the rhythm of the brushstrokes, the raging cry of the pencil, the subtle melody of a collage. The figures in his paintings rotate around you in shock, they are heavily abstracted, making it unclear what they are doing. Sometimes they look like people, monsters, children or animals, or something in between. Sometimes they disappear to be replaced immediately or to take on a different guise. The paintings invite the viewer to join this journey. Free-spirited.
He collaborates with many different authors, poets, visual artists and audio artists from around the world and his work is published by many different publishers.
www.marcelherms.nlwww.uitgeverijpetrichor.nl
Written for Poetics: Beginning at the End at dVerse. Beginning at the end is tricky. Where to go from there. How to build upon and still be true to yourself. Two of the offered final lines made me think of synesthesia.
More than a decade ago. A happy coincidence led to me working as a Lightjockey. Playing the lights, as the DJ played music. Together we played the dancefloor.
During those years I discovered that I feel music to be a certain colour. Fitting to only certain light patterns. The rhythm may set the pace of the strobe, but the music shows me the intervals.
I even felt strongly enough about it, that it felt utterly wrong when a DJ or club promoter told me to use a certain light scheme because of their preferences.
A self portrait poem, inspired by self portrait artwork, that is inspired by a self portrait rayograph. If that sounds confusing and dizzying, I can only agree. It’s also fun. *smiles*
The world according to RedCat 