The Waiting Room Drawings #3 – mixed media – by clinock. April 17. 2013.
Fragmented / Enchanted by clinock.
Even as the center holds
(built by loving hands,
it’s architecture strong)
Various preconceptions
of mirrored identity –
(Sensible face,
Pedestrian limbs,
Imagined organs),
fragment and
peel away
shedding more than was known.
Enchanted by this fragmentation
waiting becomes me.
The door is open
yet I choose to linger
in this sweet and bitter place
where honeyed magics
pass through air,
pollinating thought
and flesh
and dreams
fragmenting towers with lightning.
There is no pain in this re-formation,
this cell-by-cell re-construction,
only a patient bliss,
a core of Buddha love,
an attitude of slow turning
across the wavering tiles,
under the melting clock
where I watch through your eyes
the slow dissolve
of this room
where I wait.
‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog I will post 100 pieces of textual art from historical and contemporary artists and from my own hand. To view the series to date click on ‘The 100’ in my Category Menu.
Imagine a waiting room with a book of your wonderful poems and your great art on the wall 🙂
Thank you Ina for your generous words. I’ve no need to imagine ‘cus I live there – sans the book, yet…
Another great one John. REally love the monochrome here. WEll done.
I was WAITING for life to settle down so that I might have time to really take in the blog posts I have missed from several of my favourite writers….and then, I came upon your Waiting Room series! lol You are so prolific, John…getting so much really solid writing and art completed! I like #72 so much! You would make a fantastic Gorilla House painter! ;0)
“honeyed magics:..wonderful, just wonderful mastery of words.:)
thank you Terry, much appreciated..
Wowzers, praise indeed, I am honoured, thank you Kathleen…
thank you Gregory…
I always bring a book or crossword puzzles to doctor waiting room appt. This is because they are waiting rooms.
Good plan Carl…
fragmented completeness
honeyed wave through open door
more than meets the eye
perfect haiku Ese,
beyond eyes perception unfolds,
sweet waters rise
….thank you