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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One): The Painted Trucks of India
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. All will be well.
ARTISAN OF WORDS (One): November 2008
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. Links to this post.
ARTISAN OF WORDS (One): Bandplayer at Indian Marriage, Delhi
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. I was just searchin...
ARTISAN OF WORDS (One): March 2009
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. Links to this post.
ARTISAN OF WORDS (One): February 2009
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. Carved Window, Paris.
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Words And Worlds: October 2010
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Sunday, October 17, 2010. If Tears There Should Be: Poem. If Tears There Should Be. If tears there should,lying dormant in. This silent heart, let them flow, unchecked. Or let them go. If tears there be when I walk the streets. And my footsteps sound hollow. No time for sorrow. If tears should overwhelm me. By sheer torrential power. Let the tears come on, slow. Let this emotion show. Now, or just go. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). If Tears There Should Be: Poem.
Words And Worlds: February 2010
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Monday, February 8, 2010. The Red Carpet, Cannes. The famous walk up the red carpet for the film festival at Cannes. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Red Carpet, Cannes. All text and photographs belong to this blog. If you want to use any of the material in this blog please contact us. If you refer to any of the poetry or photogrpahs for scholarship or reference reasons, please credit us. For printing you would need written permission. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds: If Tears There Should Be: Poem
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Sunday, October 17, 2010. If Tears There Should Be: Poem. If Tears There Should Be. If tears there should,lying dormant in. This silent heart, let them flow, unchecked. Or let them go. If tears there be when I walk the streets. And my footsteps sound hollow. No time for sorrow. If tears should overwhelm me. By sheer torrential power. Let the tears come on, slow. Let this emotion show. Now, or just go. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). If Tears There Should Be: Poem. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds: Shadow Of A Streetlamp: Photograph
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Sunday, July 3, 2011. Shadow Of A Streetlamp: Photograph. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shadow Of A Streetlamp: Photograph. All text and photographs belong to this blog. If you want to use any of the material in this blog please contact us. If you refer to any of the poetry or photogrpahs for scholarship or reference reasons, please credit us. For printing you would need written permission. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds: January 2010
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Friday, January 1, 2010. So Acute Was My Loneliness: Poem. So Acute Was My Loneliness. Cobbled stones, not dust. So acute was my loneliness that dream I must. Escapism was a flight from dreary realism. If roam I must, if chains I must break. Alone, in this pebble-strewn destiny. My happiness I must fake. So acute was my loneliness that home was far. Too far; too far and distant my loved ones and my thoughts. That in that black cosmic wilderness even the North Star. So distant and cold, so empty my worlds.
Words And Worlds: December 2010
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Friday, December 17, 2010. Wooden figure, Auxerre. In Auxerre, the older houses often have statues or wooden figures adorning them. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Wooden figure, Auxerre. All text and photographs belong to this blog. If you want to use any of the material in this blog please contact us. If you refer to any of the poetry or photogrpahs for scholarship or reference reasons, please credit us. For printing you would need written permission. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds
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Thursday, May 31, 2012. Why do words sometimes remain mutinous and unyielding? There's a storm raging in my head but will words come to me, to assist. To help deflect the pressure that builds up on my mind. The whirling confusion of it sometimes too much to bear. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Why do words sometimes remain mutinous and unyield. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds: Reflection of Lamppost in Windowglass, Paris: Photograph
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Monday, September 17, 2012. Reflection of Lamppost in Windowglass, Paris: Photograph. The reflection of this lamp-post seemed rather poetic to me. Labels: lamp post reflection. Reflection in a window glass. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Reflection of Lamppost in Windowglass, Paris: Phot. Artisan Of Images And Words.
Words And Worlds: November 2009
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Monday, November 16, 2009. Last leaves on a tree: Photograph. Another gust of wind and they should be gone. Links to this post. Sunday, November 15, 2009. Street Art, France. Signed street art on a wall in a suburb of Paris. Links to this post. Saturday, November 14, 2009. Nets and Knots: Poem. Nets and knots, knots and nets. Away from the shore, away from land. Into the mist and sea. Living, living and trying to be. I am not a knot in a net. A knot I am not. But, yet all I saught. A long way have I come.
Words And Worlds: January 2012
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Tuesday, January 17, 2012. Without You : Poem. Without you the waters lie still; the reflections of silent trees. Remain as though transfixed but not tranfigured. Green shrubs and leaves remain sombre; clouds peer. And wonder at the stillness. It might even rain. Why doesn’t the rain. Fall now and be done with it’s will? Without you feelings remain in my heart. Unable to be expressed. Freedom and finery. Are long behind. Senses and sense are nonsense. When will the cells in my body awake?
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ARTISAN OF WORDS (One)
ARTISAN OF WORDS (One). Artisan Of Words and other poems. Am an artisan of words. Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;. I am a creator of worlds;. I pour my emotion into the poems I write. I breathe life into them, blow them skywards. And finish them only when they sound right. These remnants of thought without reason. Will remain on pages season after season. Long after I'm gone; when my task is done. The love, the longing, the pain. Will be evoked then by somebody else. Oh, Melancholy: Poem.
L'Artisan des Mots et des Images
Envoyer à un ami. L'Artisan des Mots et des Images. Je suis l'artisan des mots. Je les sculpte les cisèle et les habille de mon mieux. Je suis créateur de mondes. Je déverse l'émotion dans des poèmes que j'écris. Je leur insuffle la vie, les projette vers le ciel. Et ne m'arrête que quand ils sonnent juste. Ces bouts de pensées sans cause. Resteront sur le papier saison après saison. Longtemps après mon départ ; ma tâche étant accomplie. L'amour, l'attente sans fin, la douleur. À 22:45 - Commentaires [0].
Artisan of Words | A Journey of Images and Poems
A Journey of Images and Poems. Stone Dog, France. September 25, 2014. Stone dog supporting pillar, chateau de Pierrefonds, France. Poets In Their Melancholy: Poem. March 13, 2014. Poets In Their Melancholy. Poets, with troubled lives and secret thoughts. Have often stood and looked this way. And in this half light, strong and secret. What they thought, nobody can say. As dusk fell, and windows would close. Some words from soft songs would drift in. And take root in the present; some lines. And the life t...
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