Demented Confessions 20 – The Hanged Man and The High Priestess in The Bardo

The Hanged Man and

 

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These were the cards I dealt

the night I fell again

into that Bardolic hole of wonders.

The third was the nightmare 9 of Swords,

The 9 of Skulls as I interpret here.

 

Like dead leaves chained

this angst was too absurdly histrionic;

The Hanged Man, a rush of blood to the head,

The Priestess awaits confession at the holy web

and the sleepless guilt of The 9 eats our dreams.

 

I am no stranger to these journeys.

The Bardo is not only for the dead

as Life is not only for the living.

More often now I seem to walk through mirrors

with one foot here and one foot there.

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Art and Poem by clinock

Art: 8″ x 17″ (20 x 43 cm). Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

http://www.johnclinockart.com

 

super moon mellow angst blues

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four in the morning

there’s clouds but I can feel her

pulling at my heart

 

Haiku, pastel and conte Drawing Full Moon by Clinock

Autumn Blues.

autumnbluesSummer’s blood

thinned by foghorns

and chilling rain

turns tentative,

injecting veins

with a shivering

stuttering neon.

blues detail1Stretched by wind

skin is tightened

into geometries

of angled cold,

light weakens,

eyes struggle

against sleep.

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The season moves

with the languorous

throb and angst

of Tchaikovsky

grinding October blues

through the smoky air

of burning leaves.

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Are these the colours

of rusting memories

of a summer gone?

the falling glories

of the wings of trees?

or the ragged motley

of a jester at a wake?

 

painting and poem by clinock (edited redux)

Autumn Blues

autumn blues

Summer’s blood flows,

stuttering neon

through cooling veins.

Stretched and thinned

it angles the skin

in dripping chills of rain.

It slows

in tentative light

and the falling glory

of the wings

of trees,

and dressed

in the multicoloured

motley

of a jester at a wake

it pulses

with the languorous

throb and angst

of autumn blues.

 

painting and poem by clinock.