tales from the murky splurge

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

WE PAINT THE WALLS AND SCATTER As the descendant of a real street painter, who used his last two pence to buy some chalk, I used the opportunity to meet the real McCoy today. Graffiti has always fascinated me, I have never done it, so dressed in my old clothes I got up early and walked 25 minutes... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

I see you on the stony path, of graveled dust and wonder of, the lines make shadows over us, and laughter as you wander off, and running off in sheer delight, to see if you will play the chase, to pick me up, to check Im safe, I shout and cry with testing tears, and grip my hands around your ears.... Sign in to see full entry.

In search of Gaudi. Ok first lesson always book on line. I have mastered the Metro though and first time ever, I have been offered a seat on a city underground. As you exit the Metro at Sagrada Familia, you hear people say WOW as they turn around on the Metro steps. It hits you, gasping at the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 12, 2017

My travels for six months, There is theatre in the mind of a soul who sees reflection without explanation the performance is as true as the origin of life itself, no special effect only nature in all her honesty. The performance is perfected only by the way you view it and pursue it, then you will... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Letting go. I walk where I know you had thoughts about us River or torrent fail to clear Footprints remain to stay, un washed away and left to disappear on cold ground drying You are still in the presence My love is not dying Where thoughts are your essence There's a lingering of love and The memory... Sign in to see full entry.

Letting go. I walk where I know you had thoughts about us River or torrent fail to clear Footprints remain to stay, un washed away and left to disappear on cold ground drying You are still in the presence My love is not dying Where thoughts are your essence There's a lingering of love and The memory... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

there is no lock or barricade a door remains open darkness contained inside where the light remains unbroken the threshold is not a bridge to push apart sides but a gateway to what always stays and love can never hide the door is always open no bolt or key or lock or chain you come or go unspoken... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Carefree, and possibly annoying to many who crossed my path, I should like to apologise and inform you I have changed. My apology is based on my regret that I never came up to the mark I believed was expected of me. My change is based on the fact that I should have said it, as it was, years ago. Now... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

To be silent is to communicate with control What is not said, can create a power to block response Unspoken words break the will of biting back there is nothing more to say. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 14, 2017

there has been a war on words I am coerced into feeding a line only to watch it twist until strangled into silence i can speak no more The absence of murk will be powerful as years pass when one wants to say and un scramble one will only see clearly. Sign in to see full entry.

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