Renaissance Utterances

The scent of heat soaked masonry Envelops you. Forming out of hot clay a sense of time. Kiln-like, the golden rocks stand against the blu...

The dark muted autumn peeps through mist Dark and earth and wet and cold Scientific method strives to rise As golden sun appears All is ma...

Lost found lost In earth orange they lost their treasures Small somethings across the stage Socks, umbrellas, slike , stuffed dogs As they l...

Even the methodically moving moon takes on a deceptive speed As seen from the small windows of this metal and plastic conveya...

Night has fallen over this scene of convivial voices; Brotherhoods bonded over the thrum of tones. Sounds revolving around the thickness, ...

A piercing of the air With cries of summer A graceful winging arc Against the pastel blue A stirring of the sky With an urgency of spr...

The beauty sparkles from deep inside; To catch the city pulse to see the light. The unexpected shoots sideways, To glow, to shine, diffuse ...

Thoughts tumbling, confused memories When connected curiosities crisscross Like curlicued brambles which Frolic over a falconer's pu...

A ghost ship of rivet dots Pattern of metal unjointed A warrior's ferocious footprint Orderly curves follow the lines Orderly pla...

The pain sizzles and spins, Unreal rainbows rise and rotate As the escalator in my head Spews forth movement. The earth doesn't turn as ...

A kindly pink face peers down at the bookish historians, Handling mysterious metal pieces and glowing wood. They give him an occasional glan...

I close my eyes and yet still see The shimmer of blue horizon And gentle furl of quiet water The endless shifting of light-shapes Imprinted ...

We didn't watch the sunset tonight We ignored the lurid display of light Instead we sat entranced by the moon Casting shadows on the ign...

Agustín dreams of flying machines He finds lightness in detritus and Potential for flight in flightless junk; Each cog and chain and tube...

Bubbles of time carry us through Temporary states, atoms in flux Weightlessly lifted mutating forms Fleeting and turning with wind Like note...

A knitted landscape Rows upon rows Textures in twine Stitched by wheat Embroidered by barley Endless colours Boats casting off Wh...

It's true what they say About poems, nature, death and life.  Pausing for thought whilst looking for  Scientific heroes amongst rhy...

Take this pain of loss away How can such a solid heart thudding Maintain such a pounding, seemingly Beating faster and intense to make B...

Poetry of line. A house stands on a morning hillside, Quivering through the dewy haze. An Italian scent rising with the sun, An intense ...

Science of painting reflects the mind’s divinity Monoliths marshal and stand sentient Silhouetted against the timeless sky Nature’s harsh li...