Here i will stick my drawings, poems and photo crap if you like go to About Me and sign my guestbook and tell me!!
|This is some Goth girl i drew called Shelly.
|This is some religious photo stuff i did, that siloutthe is me by the way
|I was feelin like crap and i channeled it into this picture, and i feel better because of it.
The Grey Afternoon
It’s a grey afternoon on the waterfront,
And as the wind slowly plays glissando’s on the water
The russet leaves slowly plummet towards the obscurity below.
The boardwalk is forlorn and obscure,
And as the metaphorical tumbleweed passes by
The clouds quickly move in a languid fashion
Leading the shadows to juxtaposition creating an eternal dark.
The hippodrome theatre looms in a carrion bird fashion
Leading itself to an eternal paradox
Chastising those who wish to correct it.
I roam onwards through the city,
The oblique, melancholy structures of the metropolis slowly envelop me
While the clanging prejudiced windows do nothing but amplify the grey.
The clamour of the cars and pedestrians of Inner Bristol contrast
And the sound starts to create haunting melody’s
Of grey noise
As I continue my exodus I reach Clifton and the oppressive buildings leave me
And Gaia starts to trudge with me,
Her gentle touch and natural attire comforts me
In the replete void of the afternoon.
I reach my aspiration of the summit
And as I look down upon the cosmopolitan paradise
All I see is the grey, slowly suffocating the city
And as the heavens slowly converge
They unite and rise together
Making way for the Black evening
This poem i wrote after i had been to Bristol, the Grey is basically Prejudice and Black is what results from
it Anarchy, As Bristol is a Bohemian place and i imagined it like as if it wasn't and this is what resulted!