Images and Poems

by PhantomimicAll right reserved © RAGG

1) Scientific Explanation

2) The Wooden Face

3) A Shape

4) Spring/Winter

5) Something Went Terribly Wrong in the Garden

6) Despair

7) Hope

Scientific Explanation

One oxygen, two hydrogens,electronegative,electropositive,minute electric charges.

Transient dipoles,hydrogen bonds,surface tension,coherence to the whole.

Swirling molecules,Brownian motion,spherical worlds rise onhydrophobic surfaces.

Setting sun's photonsreflected and refracted.Convex surfacesfocus light.

OK, so much for the science.Now I need to write

a poem......oh.

The Wooden Face

Wandering the forestson the outskirts of CarlyleI came upon a wooden facethat gave me a wooden smile.Cracked and stained and weatheredbereft of life and sapthe face just looked at meas I beside it sat.So out I took my notebookand jotted down in inkWhat I thought this face would sayif I fancied it could think.

"The knots were not for naught." It said,"The rings show my histories.The seedlings that I've left behindhave now grown into trees."

"And whether I decay or burnor get hacked into wood pile.The heavens will be my witnessthat I have borne a smile!"

A Shape

So crooked and knotty,contorted, chaotic.

So bent and tangled,twisted and mangled.

So messy and ruffled,muddled and tousled.

So snarled and jumbled,disheveled and scrambled.

So curved and knobby,gnarled and thorny...

...is this shape.

Spring is...... ..........coming!

Winter doesn't......................................stand a chance!

Something Went TerriblyWrong in the Garden

Caress my hips, hiss at my ears,for you I'll arch my back.

Come and taste my flesh again,make me moan and sigh.

Loop your coils around my body.Push my legs apart.

Find my sweet spot sinful lover.Slither up my thighs.

Stroke my breasts with your tongueGaze into my eyes.

Unleash the fire within me.I want to burn tonight!

.Do those things you do so well.

Those things no other can.Make me forget my maker

and make me forget my man.

Despair

I dream of steel structuresrising up to the skyin a city of strangerslost in reflections.

I dream of brick wallsthat separate our cores,that confine our lives,

and shape our perceptions.

I dream of sinister cloudsblood red at duskharbingers of pain,loss, and deception.

I dream of predatorsthat hunt for soulsin the wreck of our livesand our civilization.

I dream of a darknesspervasive and wide,of the fires of hell,of death and damnation.

I dream the madnessthat consumes my life.

Is there hope for my dreams?

Is there hope of salvation?

Hope

Blow with the wind.Do like the birds.Take off in flight.

Silhouette a palm tree.Hover on clouds.Get lost in light.

Rise like the sun.Set like the sun.

Herald the night.

Do not fear the darkness.Do not despair.

The moon will shine bright.

All poems, photographs and artwork are by Phantomimic except the image of the painting "Lilith" by John Collier in "Something Went Terribly Wrong in the Garden", and the image of the painting "Saturn Devouring his Children" by Francisco Goya in the last panel of "Despair". Both images are in the public domain.

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