PURPLE CLOUDS

  In that garden of the many meadows of my mind plants grow down from purple clouds carved of cotton catchable candy and seek substance from the surface and not the ceiling. In that garden of the many meadows of my mind fences are painted with faces familiar and mouths to catch kisses if you’re […]

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RESILIENT

  Dry earth, its sharp teeth tear through trunks, spines spindle around nature’s tenacity; this rugged rage of rocks that have rolled, boulders are the big bands here spotlight of sandy sun bolts and center stage dawns of desert dust. Dry earth, cutting clouds like carefree-cotton fall apart amid the peak-like pinnacles that places people […]

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CALIFORNIAN SPARK

Here in parks in Paris, France, I potter through a past so old and cold that it cannot be parted, we cannot easily outrun our own ruins while Cali beckons me with her rock and roll band; those make-me-feel-good brothers and sisters since seduced back to their former States and somewhere, in between, the loneliness […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 14, NAPOWRIMO

  I hear you crying from the runway, as you tried to run away, I was already off  a fold on the wings of flying while you sat there, waiting and crying, wishing colour was no more than a past  you could turn from. I hear you crying  above these clouds  I am trying to […]

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ILLUSIONS 

  Gardens grow, trees get taller, clouds gather. I see you in the movement, in the air that rushes past time turning, in the scent of sweetened summer now swept into corners now shaded. Clouds gather, trees get taller, gardens grow smaller. Eden is an illusion lost.   All words and photographs by Damien B. […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE, PART 5; COTTON CANDY

  Clouds come, cover, congregate, create contours out of what was once just colourless cotton candy to catch us unaware as we swim through each other’s current, currently without caution and I wonder if we are no more than clouds; coming together, creating colours in between the shadows before we fall too heavy, too saturated, […]

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