By Ian | 18 June, 2013
The energy to create things exists in all of us. Some of this energy flows through my hands in to words, rhyme, rhythm, capturing light, a part flows through my mouth into song, other through my body as love.
The Arts as such have always interested and fascinated me.
This section contains a couple of channels into which my energy has flown.
Like a Projectile
Categories The Arts
I am moving
like a projectile
being remote controlled
to the stars, the sun, the light
only being buffetted… \
Something Is Going To Happen
Categories The Arts
something is going to happen
something wonderful
something is going to happen
this life or next
Twin Moons
Categories The Arts
Twin moons, growing
To orbit with other three
Two heavenly bodies, axis girating
Dipping in, dipping out, together
'It doesn't make any difference' pounding in my head
Categories The Arts
It was a Wednesday morning, and I was thinking about my girlfriend. All of a sudden the sentence “it doesn’t make any difference”, being sung like machine gun fire by johnny Rotten, just popped into my head.
It doesn't make any difference
Categories The Arts
It doesn’t make any difference
If your thick or your thin
I just want to be near ya
Feel your heart and ya beat
So I hit the 80 poems mark
Categories The Arts
Just had a look at how many poems I have got on this site, IanLive.com: Over 80 pieces.
I have started to add categories as a means to find and sort. The trouble is, like with any kind of natural system, the more stuff and structure you have, the more energy you need to manage it. I hope to reduce this energy by using a lot of automatic wizardry stuff in the background but the groundwork has to be laid first.
Spirt Of Life
Categories The Arts
a laugh, a smile
travelling
unknown tracks on the path
taking life as it is
Swifts Above
Categories The Arts
grey smoke, like silver birds
circles up high
quest to free
green eyes, vain, but not afraid,
fleeting love