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Graffiti Train

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on July 31, 2015 by shatteredbutterfly

Hand picked lilacs
settled briskly into a vase
positioned in the windowsill
as its aroma fills the room

Fresh dew drops from each petal
As I catch a bluejay gliding into the pine tree
which a mysterious fungus is growing too far unnoticed
From the corner of my eye

Off-white pastel seeds drift in front
of my windshield on the highway
a ride at a carnival makes me feel alive
being present in your body when death is too often on your mind

Fireworks spring over the Red River on the first of July
clouds waited until the evening to spill sunshine
Graffiti sprawled on a prairie train as cars wait in the July heat
the wheels squeal and scream, heavy rust built up from long travels through fluctuating climates
there’s certainly no need to turn my head left crossing a one way street

An old church stands reflected onto a downtown building plated with metal
the sidewalk is warped along it’s tall mirrored reflection
childrens laughter echoes throughout the suburban neighborhood from an open window

At 1:41 am
shades of cool is blasting on the car stereo
as emergency sirens pulsate
through us
Just this one time I won’t wear my seatbelt
That howling is haunting me

Driving down Pembina Hwy a yellow billboard creates a neon shadow
on wet concrete
green lights melt into puddles as you
drive me home

gliding over roadkill at the midnight hour
I won’t leave this show until the last song is played
And won’t get off this ride until it’s done

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Spring will come

Posted in Art, Poem, Romance, Typograohy with tags , , , , on April 8, 2013 by shatteredbutterfly

I’ve been working on quite a few poems, but they still need to be touched up, so I present you with some typography I whipped up last night! I’m going to vector it and add the last few words, “In Cosmos we Trust” Has a nice ring to it.

Here in Winnipeg, I truly feel time has frozen still and i will be perpetually winter. This winter has been so bitterly cold, it’s slowly suffocating my spirit. I wish I could go somewhere where the sun never sets and waves at my feet.

For the thrill, I saw Evil Dead twice this weekend. I never thought I would like a movie like that, but it was hilarious. I have a strong urge to go far into the woods now. There is something eery about being deep in the woods, I think that’s why most fairy tales are set there, something mysterious. The soundtrack is what I will play while I create some darker art, I’m thinking perhaps based on the Folk Lore, Little Red Riding Hood. I have some really old sketches somewhere I did of little red. I’ll post them when I find them.¬†

For now, I present you with some typography/Poetry I wrote. Sort of playing off the soul-mate theme. Instead of “In God We Trust” it will be “In Cosmos We Trust”.

Sweet dreams, and sleep well. Spring will come to me, however slow it might take.

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