struck by the stick of understanding
he emerges from a dream of light
into an even brighter realm with
brittle edges and elusive shade,
blinding in its clarity,
merciless in its glare.
his dream was all soft shadows
compared to this
in which he cannot
breathe or think or see,
and everything believed before
turning from this sharp veracity,
retreating back to dappled sleep
he drifts through sensual clouds,
trailing sanity but home again,
beyond his understanding,
to smoky skies of love.
art and poem by clinock.
art: acrylic and mixed media (based on a sketch for ‘Dual’). Click on image for best view.
‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog my intention is to present 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.