The moonlight betrayed your coming
Silent wings, wild eyes and fireflies everywhere
From behind a shadow makes its mark on the ground
It’s you in full ornate
Milk white skin
Untainted by sin
The moonlight and grace melting into one
And so it begins
Hit a high note in the pleasure centre
A silent revelation enters
The leaves blowing in the wind showing me simplicity of beauty
Love resides in love’s pruned lips when it does its duty
Truth unblemished
All the fury tamed
Unattainable unrequited love and experience of hopelessly falling
Desires put to rest and listen to the siren’s true calling
Staring too long into the light could render one blind
If the fire burns too long
It’ll linger on and on in one’s mind
dinsdag 20 januari 2009
maandag 19 januari 2009
A QUARTER PAST OBLIVION
You don’t know how it feels to be tumbling down
don’t you?
You don’t know which way it unfolds
don’t you now?
Too many linearity’s in this room
The Universe expands both ways
There’s no lack of eternity
No lack of time
nor the grandeur of pure existence
Solar storms amplify in magnitude
Eons captured in a tiny flux
If the stars are a light in the sky
Why can’t they burn in us?
don’t you?
You don’t know which way it unfolds
don’t you now?
Too many linearity’s in this room
The Universe expands both ways
There’s no lack of eternity
No lack of time
nor the grandeur of pure existence
Solar storms amplify in magnitude
Eons captured in a tiny flux
If the stars are a light in the sky
Why can’t they burn in us?
zondag 18 januari 2009
DOUBT IS WAITING JUST AROUND THE CORNER
Can’t cut it loose
It’s always here with me
Always feeling marginal
Can’t abounded it in the deep forest
It always follows me back home
Can’t trap it inside a cage
It always jumps into me when I’m alone
I fought it till my fists bled
My pores poured red
Anguished
Tormented
Desolate and alone
It always follows me back home
It’s always here with me
Always feeling marginal
Can’t abounded it in the deep forest
It always follows me back home
Can’t trap it inside a cage
It always jumps into me when I’m alone
I fought it till my fists bled
My pores poured red
Anguished
Tormented
Desolate and alone
It always follows me back home
zaterdag 17 januari 2009
Are you reading me? Video poem by Laser 3.14 en Pieter Nooten
MobileVideoNet had been invited to participate and joined forces with urban poet Laser 3.14. During this event, text based works by Laser where broadcasted to mobile phones from a Bluetooth Guerrilla Van. This creation by MobileVideoNet and Kees de Groot (founder of PlanetArt) was present at the opening and exhibition and also cruisied the streets of Amsterdam.
See the first video here: www.youtube.com
www.mobilevideonet.com
www.planetart.nl
www.pieternooten.com
See the first video here: www.youtube.com
www.mobilevideonet.com
www.planetart.nl
www.pieternooten.com
vrijdag 16 januari 2009
JONESY WAS A CAT WHO WORE STRANGE COLOURS
I see how you pose in slow motion
A click
A flicker
I’ve trapped you poise in a moment of time
You won’t get withered over the passing of time
You won’t grow weak and old
As time unfolds
You move as sturdy as sturdy can be
You lift your top up gently
I can see far into your eyes
Deep trenched, blue
a dash of blight
A click
A flicker
I’ve trapped you poise in a moment of time
You won’t get withered over the passing of time
You won’t grow weak and old
As time unfolds
You move as sturdy as sturdy can be
You lift your top up gently
I can see far into your eyes
Deep trenched, blue
a dash of blight
dinsdag 13 januari 2009
Beau van Erven Dorens's "PIJN"
maandag 12 januari 2009
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