Tag: Photography

STARLESS MYSTERY

‘Drama’ Most everything we see becomes theatre A wild sea the ocean’s one-night-only stage Up above, storm clouds dancing to the gale’s orchestration And on the shoreline it don’t need any seating to engage An audience of strangers who never bought a ticket This show, the dark clouds have put it on for free Eyes

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A SILVER RAY OF LIGHT

In the corner of the sky Through the window of my mind Looks to be a silver ray of light To the shiver of a nightmare Not asleep and not awake If you hang around you’ll get the last invite To the library of dreams The home of honest schemes And wild things that only

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A HAT FULL OF SONGS

‘Charleville-Mézières Poster Display’ I guess like any art form sometimes you have to look back to places where creativity came easy – back to when words and melody were best mates – to when a hat full of songs pretty much created themselves. Looking back at photos of personal memories and things that made you

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PLACES I MISS

‘I swear it is true, the past isn’t dead, it’s alive, it is happening, in the back of my head’ Agnes Obel ‘And if I’m blinded, will my eyes become the planets?’ Aurora Aksnes ‘Each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories’ Paul Simon ‘Darkness creeps in like a thief and

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THE VIEW FROM ABOVE

‘The Way Back Home’ Just across from me is a place called the Western Heights. It’s now just a local nature reserve, but once during the Napoleonic Wars in the 1860’s, its vast defences were designed to protect Dover from French invasion. It’s been said that the Western Heights of Dover were one of the

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I SHUT MY EYES & COUNT TO THREE

‘A long way from home – the first living thing you’ll see’ Written in the first person and based on an interview with a refugee on TV a while back. It stayed with me. I walked from somewhere into nowhere As a lonesome refugee No possessions, but in my pocket Safe and sound, a memory

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LAST YEAR’S SILHOUETTES

‘Last Year’s Silhouettes’ Historians can’t wait until tomorrow When they’re writing of a time that had no flaws The planet and the wildlife feeling better They think it’s because the humans were locked indoors The interest on borrowed time much too heavy You can’t stop the clock and runaway no more In this place, that

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BROKEN GLASS

There are no hero’s out tonight, the last one took the late night flight Above the clouds, under the moon, and down below the next typhoon Tomorrow’s not another day, tomorrow I start again – OK? I dreamed of some place far away, where time stands still and echoes betray What’s not made of hate

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DIFFERENT DAYS, DIFFERENT TIMES & MUSIC TO THINK BY

‘Castle on the Cliffs’ Today I’m running with samples of music matched with scenes from my home town. The music is taken from Volumes 1 & 2 of my Guitar Jam Backing Tracks albums, each album running for around 3 hours. You don’t have to be a musician to get something out of these tracks

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A CONCRETE FOREST ACROSS AN OCEAN

‘The Forest of Dreams’ Walking in the middle of the forest, taking a few pics along the way, I looked up, saw a buzzard preparing to swoop down on his prey. Nature at work. Then later, thinking about racist humans at work, I couldn’t help but compare the two. Up above the buzzards’ waiting Singing

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