… No sound to break the silencesave the crackle of burning wood
I suspect this little gem is largely unknown. Canberra Fire Museum has an impressive collection. Something for everyone no matter whether you’re an adult, a kid, a fire fighter, a fan or a tourist.
We cannot revisit our past to change those things that haunt our conscience in the present. We can however consider the outcomes from these same events to help inform the choices we make in the futur…
I see you standing there
and delicately brushing your hair
in that silky red bathrobe.…
try not to care
I see him
from lights dim
come out to the terrace.
He holds your soul
inside his h
Within the frame of their forbidden ramblings
she made reference to the inappropriateness of another.…
[activated the frame of the lovers’ inappropriateness
with a single swipe of her matchstick finger]
After the flames, life somehow goes on . . .
My stories are true to the best of my memory – it’s not my fault the average person has lost touch with his or her own imagination.
It is Yummy
View the video and see with your own eyes
my bed smells of gasoline
she stares at me like a fiend
with bloodshot eyes
her violent voice cries:…
I give up
so much, so gone
good bye, so long
she lights the match and throws it down
a fire gone
the fire burns for the last time.
the clock turns
the world burns
a violent, silent red
in flames, you’re dead.…
or burning up
it’s not enough.
you can’t remove
the violent truth
that you fed to the youth
they chose to cho
Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
I have today had notice that my ‘Ode to a rose on a sunset’ which was a collaborative feature with Mariska last month in Digital Art Compilations Group has had copyright infringed by someone going by…
it was dark and I stood there frozen staring at the blue and red lights flashing on top of the fire truck, they would flash over and over again in my head
as these masks…
ALL our masks…
This is the fate of every spouse who’s partner goes to fight
and we shoulder it with gallons of pride for you do what’s more than right!