At the Edge … Digital Images by Bernd Jansons
There was a time when I would go alone. into the world of pleasure and delight. and find therein the reason for desire. which knows no bounds beyond itself to be. but such pursuit is but a damming lie. which brings no joy and love must surely die. when foolishness o’takes a reasoned mind. … Read more
Beauty. In the I. of the beholder. When I think about me, I post my self self. Like. I’m like. like me. me! in my instant book-face pose. Like my posted beauty. Like. Like me. . Please! [responsivevoice_button voice=”UK English Male” buttontext=”Listen to Post”]
There is a large Manchurian Pear tree just outside my window. It is deciduous. As I watch, brownish-yellow leaves drop to the ground around it; sometimes singly, sometimes in groups smitten by a sudden gust of wind. Soon, the last leaf will fall and the tree will be bare. Another generation will have been … Read more
Lost for words in a sea of thoughts. As swirling and tossing just beyond reach They surge past and crash ungrasped. Upon rocks of impotent utterance Beyond the ken of the drowning mind. [responsivevoice_button voice=”UK English Male” buttontext=”Listen to Post”]
Tomorrow. I will stop to procrastinate. that much is surely certain. possibly even perhaps. as long as I am thus therefore I think. to continue. to be. in total control of chaos. and retain the memory to forget today. tomorrow. [responsivevoice_button voice=”UK English Male” buttontext=”Listen to Post”]
Unsheathed at break of day in crimson flooding light. Sailor, beware the red sun coiling in the bearded morning dew. and know the eternal storm waits beyond the sweetly smothered berth. where dark dreams twist disturbed within the tethered chrysalis. and deep still waters rage monstrously to engulf the bladed spirit. whose choice becomes to … Read more
This shall not pass. Not while blood flows. Not while breath draws. Not while reason stands. But far beyond. As mighty waves Claw and rip each grain of rock Over eons of tide. Not until the last grain falls. Then and only then. Shall this pass! [responsivevoice_button voice=”UK English Male” buttontext=”Listen to Post”]
I feel your whisper. Gently drawing me deeper Into the fire of your eyes. I hear your heat. And smell your desire As it wraps around me. And drinks from my love. I know you but As you know me. Across the cold chasm Of black eternal night. Enshrouded by stars and Bathed by a … Read more
He was a Steppenwolf or so he thought. not that he knew what that really meant. but it had a certain kind of ring to it that he found appealing and appropriate. In actual fact things made little sense and he had begun to question it all. particularly what he needed to do in order … Read more
I see a crowd That isn’t there. In fact I see them everywhere. Except, of course It’s quite absurd. I never hear them Say a word. [responsivevoice_button voice=”UK English Male” buttontext=”Listen to Post”]