I Love Real Books = Not Not AI Repros =

 

Kundalini - The tree of the knowledge of good and evil..

 

Junk world.

 

Trevor J Potter's Art: Waiting.in the Shadows (Completed poem)

Trevor J Potter's Art: Waiting.in the Shadows (Completed poem): Waiting for something Waiting for a sign = a warning A word A kiss  A hug in the dark A promise of renewal Certainly not goodbye My dreams a...

Girl Smoking/

 

Heat and Chill.

 

Waiting.in the Shadows (Completed poem)

Waiting for something

Waiting for a sign = a warning

A word

A kiss

 A hug in the dark

A promise of renewal

Certainly not goodbye

My dreams are full of you

And have been since I don`t know when

But can I trust my dreams to picture truth

Make clear hidden realities

Waiting for something

Waiting for an answer

The nights draw in

Now autumn has bruised the horizen

There`s a full eclipse on Wednesday

The moon will shadow the sun

Waiting for something

You have far more time to wonder

Than I have time to dream

Trevor John Karsavin Potter, 

10th.= 11th = 14th.. August 2026.

For me the universe is made coherent by colours.

 

Black Flower.

 

Dante. Inferno.

 

Through the window.

 

The Blue Fish.

 

The simplicities and complexities of space.

 

Graffiti

 

Releasing compressed Emotions.

 

Heatwave Summer Dreaming.

 

The blue arch.

 

Breaking Apart.

 

Order fused with chaos.

 

Bits and Pieces.

 

Dreaming I`m awake I witness midsummer dawn through my window.

 

Litter in a Dream city.

 

Ghost House.

 

Cat amongst the debris/

 

Blue Moon.

 

Portrait of Queen Elizabeth 1st.

 

Man with a red pipe.

 

Peering Through Thin Ice.

 

New Version of Pink Tree in Moonlit Landscape.

 

The Pink Tree , moonlit night.

 

Trevor J Potter's Art: Secrets.

Trevor J Potter's Art: Secrets.:  I am not allowed to see you as you truly are. Not allowed to look beyond the words you offer me,  Or lift the mask you wear so unconvincing...

Secrets.

 I am not allowed to see you as you truly are.

Not allowed to look beyond the words you offer me, 

Or lift the mask you wear so unconvincingly

When trawling through market stalls 

Or out walking the dog.

I am not allowed even to whisper the question

We both want answered with innocent clarity,

The honesty of savants who cannot learn to lie.

We just cant say we love each other even when alone

Or standing in a crowd face to face.

To be honest it seems I`m just too scared to try;

And I`ve heard tales of your shyness but don`t believe in them.

Even a hug is not enough to break these barriers down,

Walls built of unconvincing strategies, of tears we fail to cry.

Trevor John Karsavin Potter.

May 147h. 2026.

Paper Bag.in a modernist townscape.

 

Ladybird at rest on a rose leaf.

 

Entanglement.

Disrupting the image -

 

Sad Holy Clown "Paper Face".

 

The fracturing of light.

 

Event in my dream garden.

 

A bag of contradictions.

 

Unkempt Garden.

 

Either way up is right.

 

Spring 2026/

 

Broken/

 

Dancers in Space.

 

Vivacity of Spring.

 

Easter Week 2026.Pagan America / Christian Europe.

 

Perhaps reminiscent of Whistler`s paintings of old Battersea Bridge?

 

Good Friday. 2026. 3 Images of balance and chaos = War and Peace.