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Thin sonnet
Broken swords
Made to ploughs
Lonely swards
And random crows
Crushing skies
O’er rutted Wolds
Peering eyes
From sunk abodes
Yet there’s beauty
Underneath
The human duty -
Smiling death
I feel bereft
Now that I’ve left
Morn @IMcMillan
#poetry #Writer
Two horseshoes by the trough. An impressionistic #mixedmedia #sketch , making the mundane corner a brief event.
Tin bird fools. Pastel, oil, white spirit, glaze and pencil on found paper. #mixedmedia #sketch
Brain
I thought about my mother
To plant in future dreams
One dendryte to another
But really, no one bothers
To think such thoughts, it seems
The mind contains a mind
They journey on their own
Nothing is defined
A blind brain leading blind
So death is quietly sown
M @IMcMillan
Days
Some days seem to drag
Like ploughs in heavy clay -
Hours of freighted time
Where pendulums hold sway
Each task seems burdensome
Like stones in hand turned mills -
Nothing counterbalances
Or mitigates what kills
Morn @IMcMillan
#poetry #Writer
Blurred
Each task
Weighs down
Seconds
Clunk by
Porridge
Treacle
Quicksand
Foam pie
Being
Drags on
Misted
Blind eye
Millstone
Dread world
Crushing -
End nigh
Holes, cracks
Fall through
Tailspin
Oh my!
Foetal
Shut down -
No one
Knows why
Morn @IMcMillan
No provenance. Two #mixedmedia pieces on large sheets of salvaged technical drawing paper. Lots of white spirit, pastel and charcoal. #Sheffield General Cemetery. #Sketching #sketch #charcoal #cemetery #painting
Cemetery gates. On a dreaded sunny day, I’ll meet you at the cemetery gates…. #mixedmedia paints and pastels on card.
Cognisant
From the cavern
Of the cracked cranium
Looking out
Making pictures
With light, righting
Ur-forms
Sparking cones
With particulates
Like tinder
In the event of fire
Retreat, the gloup
Awaits
The portal. Evolution
Had conferred
Strange worlds
Morn @IMcMillan