Tag Archives: love

ripples

the disc that spins

inside my chest

methodically collects

sensations

it colours my world magenta and black

if I let it

but

these colours

are yours my love

and I spin them back to you

a gift of freedom….

 

channelling you

through my sensational machine

makes no ripple in your world of mixed message

but I hear you

you beg for ripples

you scream for change

I can feel it

throwing orange like a manic painter

splattering my floor, making me

slip, slippery

on lust and pain

 

the moon is high

wash your disc in a clear stream

I will feel it and I will know

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like sunshine

the train of thought

heated by an invisible furnace

thick

with colliding smiles

pouring

through my mind

like sunshine

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thought….. forms

deft fingers

small silver screw

 

revolving circulating perpetuating

 

light dark thoughts

 

secret spaces for storing warm words

………

biology sells itself well

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Hello Every friend!

It is my birthday this weekend I will be FORTY SIX years old, forty six times thousands of footsteps on this Earth, this time round anyway.

Any way this is just a promo post to let everyone who has enjoyed my art and poetry know that I have a coupon QUUUUPONNN coupon yep a coupon!

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I have ART and inspiration Cards and prints and books and more!

Thank you for listening

I WISH you love even if you don’t buy my stuff!

x

ARNA

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your gaze

what you see is what you are

what if it was true that to focus on pain meant you caused more of it …..

 

what if your gaze was the moon

and your heart the ocean

your feet like two brown bears

dusted and beautiful

rubbing through earth

scratching and tasting

swimming like mulch-snakes through the forest

earthbound but free

 

what if your yesterday was his tomorrow

and invisible starfish clung to the wise man’s back

 

we don’t know

but what if you shifted your perspective

from I

and instead for a moment to we

to love

what if you reached up

and felt the cells of the universe sliding down your arm

what if

what if

you existed for ever

and your gaze was the moon………

?

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My Poetry Book

The Sun is in My Mouth

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I would like to let you know that my first ACTUAL paper poetry book is now available

here on >  AMAZON 

I am a little flushed with pleasure

do excuse me 😉

love

Arna

yes…. the SUN IS IN MY MOUTH

Under Earth

A poetic work inspired by Hannah Papacek Harper’s beautiful collection of poetry, keep your eyes and ears open for that name, she is a talented and wise young woman and creates with words from the pink sea….

 

Under Earth
pick me up and cast me to the wind

i trickle into your hands

full in my blue
torn and gleeful
i am

smothered by the poor riches of my mind
i start as reason ends

in the eaves
through the castle of orange and crumbs
i fly
i am the white bird
i forget my name…..

the air
breath
caressing without prudishness
songs only you might whistle

your hum
leading me…to where time can not catch up
oh nothing
i worship nothing
it is everything

with nothing the obscure corner is filled

forgotten dust of antiquated craving
brings only its own anticipation
and on the edge of understanding we wake to the arms of sand

with wings there are no edges

between the drops of light we are

too free
too open

freshly cracked
we drift out
little pools of pleasure

splashing in each other
under green skies
foaming across sad blues
nothing has been softer

a place under earth

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