Ash – The Friendship Collection

I see you everywhere
I am afraid to look too close, too intently
you may evaporate from my thinning mind

I paid attention to the Guinness beer at the bar
I heard your say
“come on love, let’s have a fag outside”

I saw you run topless along Mona Vale beach
Your laughter was a string of bells
sent a sense of peace in the midst of roaring waves

I fixed my eyes to you in the powder room
you straightened the black laced body sliming coset
touched up your flaming red lipstick

I dared not to approach
You might swirl up in the cigarette smoke
You might disappear into the cloud
You might walk back into the dressing mirror

I still see you everywhere
I try not to look too close, too intently
then you may stay a little longer in my memory

 

 

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Relationship III

Sometimes you are moody
everyone stays away
I stand afar off
to keep you company
You attack the seagulls
while they mind their own business
Your grumpy self is so amusing
I giggle in the distance

 

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Relationship II

The ocean and the man
she is forever giving
only takes when he lets her

‘Take me to the beach
I have so much to give’
When he gets there
he takes her all in

Photo taken by Cassa Bassa at Narrabeen beach, Sydney Northern beaches, Australia

Relationship I

You never feel lonely
in the company of
the sun and the moon

No matter how far
I stay away from you
you pull me in effortlessly

I am rich with your friendship
You are always there
when I am in need

Vizzane – The Friendship Collection

You said your life was filled with farewells
Whenever you met a kindred spirit
they left before your smile settled

I left without saying goodbye
You must have pretended that I went solo sailing
You checked on the anniversary
and thought
the sea must have been a bit too rough that year

When I appeared like the sudden rain
You brought out beers to celebrate
the trophy of safe home coming

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Thoughts on Old Photos X

by sketching
you break me down in plain lines
part of me remains prominent
that, you cannot fathom

Thoughts on Old Photos VIV

I painted you
into
an avalanche of sun glow
so my smeared hands
cannot fanthom
the beauty within

I locked you away
behind the canvas
so my weary eyes
show no more desire

I sealed your lips
in silence
so your whispers
penetrate my mind
no further

Your catatonia is
my salvation

Noir – The Colour Collection

Darkness makes
the subdue glow more alive
the quietness sing softly
the tiredness rejuvenate

She
drapes stars to shine light upon the cold sad moon
The stars lend dreams to the hopeless soul
The moon inspires the watcher to fashion beauty

Thoughts on Old Photos VIII

She
Smiles
Semi teases
Some year some day
Still she will wait here
Shall I quit searching for love

Photographed by Joe Femia

Thoughts on Old Photos VII

In darkness, I long for the light
In chaos, I long for the peace
In despair, I long for the angel’s wings

 

Photographed by David Mane