These are my words
I throw them high UP into the air
To make their own way in the world
& hope that you will catch them
Before they
Fall
To the ground.
Like old birthday bouquets
Imitating the fall
Of autumn leaves.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter...
4th. October 2012.
Torn Pages. Completed Collage.
The different textures of the materials is what is important along with the placement of the colours.
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If I were a camera I would zoom in directly On winter trees loud with anthracite crows, The ice white ripples on a cold shallow lake; The da... -
Buying incense by moonlight - The swiftly jostling crowds are all strangers. I walk slowly through the mob Eyes tracking my footsteps becaus... -
Flicking through pages on my mobile phone I study photos of the summer just gone - Birthday flowers placed in a vase by the ...
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