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Showing posts with label Sandra Azwan. Show all posts
Psychedelia
Soul to soul a kiss
of color,
an open arm
to dance with me.
These portal eyes
seduce with thunder,
beneath this hair,
a tangerine tree!
Psychedelic rhythm
spells the meaning
of body and movement-
of colors that fly -
Of painting a vision
to naked abandon,
searching and singing
to Marmalade Skies!
Text by Rick Burnett Baker
Leather Jacket by Sandra Azwan
weird music2 by CUBE MUSIC
Intervention
thousand yard stare
route the synapse
fabric tear
route the synapse
fabric tear
diluted imagery
between the ears
dull intimacy
between the ears
dull intimacy
shift the field
shoot the image
passion yield
colorcast weather growth
between the fiction
above the fold
flick the switch
tend our idea
uncover niche
tend our idea
uncover niche
backroom studio
paved patterns
painting soul
paved patterns
painting soul
perception lost
depth found
but at what cost
depth found
but at what cost
drifting
contrast
intervene now
tension past
Text by ED
Introducing fashion designer, Sandra Azwan
Alleysandro
lucid thoughts scatter
in my atmosphere
nothing matters
nothing matters
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pattern thawed out
melted color cast
melted color cast
blackness shout
parasitic cover
consume all prey
cold felt shudder
consume all prey
cold felt shudder
multiply and divide
insect inside
none to confide
insect inside
none to confide
change of pace
softened cover
pitch black erase
softened cover
pitch black erase
beyond enmity
my hybrid breed
the true remedy
my hybrid breed
the true remedy
last disguise unseen
our particular method
conceals the screams
our particular method
conceals the screams
social member standing
you take the photo
and pull the heartstrings
you take the photo
and pull the heartstrings
familiar temperature
return of frost
do you remember her
she sets the plan
he triggers emotion
iceberg in the ocean
life of heat
engulfed in ice
accept no defeat
text ed
GLOR_______________________Y
it isn't the darkness of universe
cloaked behind stars, but a
heart in focus, glory bound and waiting.
cloaked behind stars, but a
heart in focus, glory bound and waiting.
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it isn't a sun caressing
planets and moons, but a
mind opened to one force
of creation's eye.
there are secrets
to be revealed,
of art or music; of
words not told in
great books or
bound by heroes.
to be revealed,
of art or music; of
words not told in
great books or
bound by heroes.
an instant of thought
and knowledge of self
will cast one's gaze
beyond the presence
of now.
and knowledge of self
will cast one's gaze
beyond the presence
of now.
embrace the flower
in yourself, all it's
skin felt glory!
the myriad facets
of each day's allure
color the smallest
and grandest of each
flowered soul:
of each day's allure
color the smallest
and grandest of each
flowered soul:
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SMILE!
and know that
creation arrives as glory
through EVERY CREATIVE
YOU!
and know that
creation arrives as glory
through EVERY CREATIVE
YOU!
Text Rick Burnett Baker
La Faune
in darkness there shines
moon and stars,
tree and leaf,
petal and flower - a man
translucent with a forest glow.
on colors subtle with
winged-skin spread,
flights of fancy shade the sky
as he gathers light
from darkness
to dawn.
free and alive
his voice is silent
but for the fauna canopy
rustled by wings
of mottled imagination.
along life's path
this man in nature's image
sings chameleon songs,
music woven through lyrics
of leaf and branch,
shadow and twig,
a melodic dance of left, right,
here and gone.
man and la faune,
gather one to another,
nature to heart,
with eyes watching -
watching creatures and flora
and YOU.
nature's child,
both free and possessed,
explodes with joy in
high noon hues!
go now!
walk the forest.
hear tree and leaf,
petal and flower.
under moon and stars
watch for nature's child
translucent with a forest glow,
and know -
he is YOU:
-l'homme, la faune et la flore!
Text by Rick Burnett Baker
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