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Moon
Far sight
Mindful
We might
Push/pull
Hearts, blood
Sea, loch
Hope, mood
Push back
Duchess
Coquette
More/less
Reset
Blind face
Dark light
Tide race
Blurred night
Lovelorn
Hot freeze
Low born
Big cheese
Morn @IMcMillan
#poetry
Sun
You burned me cruelly
All I did
Was sit and bid
Hello
You are my force
The only way
To go
Of course
At midday
With a crazy hound
You say
In all innocence
You’re bound
To lie
And now I’m lobster red
And like to die
Morn @IMcMillan
#poet
#poem
#writers
Shadow trunks. Two #mixedmedia pieces, including #collage using photos of distressed metals retrieved from a skip. These are the usual trees on the path along Brincliffe Edge where the blind hound ponders existence and listen to the birds or @BBC6Music .
End
Time won’t let me
Go there yet
Or see the future
I have set
The baffled father
In my car
From home to home
The wand’ring star
And like an axe
That’s wildly swung
I cannot see
What I’ve begun
So waiting here
And taking stock
Is all I have
A static clock
Morn @IMcMillan
The wood for the trees. Two experiments in #mixedmedia with pastels, inks, oils white spirit and varnish.
A train passes Tesco and the Costa car park at dawn in late winter. Annoying composition of mostly oil on canvas. I can only say I was encouraged by perversity to do it. Though I do like the arrow in the car park. #oilpainting #urbanart #Dawn #artist