Hebrides

Tobha Mor

Berneray

Berneray

Luskentyre

Black & White Experimentation

Summer evening

Light trails

Last rays

Dusk

Sculpture

Dusk

Liminal edge of day,

Where bright edges blur,

Clamorous cacophony falling

To brief cadence in time’s dance.

The still axis of clarity

As fire bleeds to velvet.

Drift into stillness

The wind on my soul

Healer’s Palimpsest

Decipher palimpsest of body and spirit

Some crisp, new, with lightly etched tales

Others deeply layered with hidden scripts,

Time encrusted and half forgotten

 

A dance of analysis and interpretation

Story, question, answer,

Crystallised from obscuring fears

Dissected, reparsed, made anew.

 

Science and art twined and translated

Twisted paths made straight, a new map

Woven with hopes of healing.

Fresh narrative writ bold.

Translucence

Held in earth, green-swathed

Grounded by scent of place,

Rising,

White pillared trunk, olive canopy

Boundless vault of flecked sky

Endless,

Drawing me out

Stretched, infinite, formless

Tethered in roots of grass

e-gods

Lured by gilded promise: connect, belong, find meaning

in clamouring artifice. Community cracked

in dissonant schism of fragmented shining screens.

Ark of the age, new covenant of humanity

Believe and follow, enrich us, entrap us

Mammon, not Elysium, false prophet

Drawing souls into virtual shells

Hollowed, hallowed to new gods greed.

Gnosis

Soul-forge drawing spirit inward, alike aligned

Annealed; life-compass tuned anew

Harmonic alchemy of new-lighted paths

Wild, exultant resonance, harmonies of home.

Entangled freedom

Joyfully greet spirit’s twin,

Entangled resonance, quanta of souls

Strange alchemy, enhanced reflection

Balance and ballast

 

Rich counterpoint drawn bright

Motif tossed, returned transformed

Unfettered music, complex without discord

Form lifting soul from chaos

 

True self met with unforced ease

As ancient oak, secure, deep-earthed

Loosed dryad set lightly dancing

Paths ancient and new

 

Tapestry new-woven, rich and bright

Clear of tangled webs of artifice

With new minted map, love’s path

Brought to state of grace.

Portal

White noise, connecting fog of disparate dreams

Self-shards scattered, fragmented masks

True instinct clouded, constructed cosmesis

Ensnared in tangled webs of projection

 

Flat fragments of perfect perception through warped lens

Absolution at the last supper of consumption.

Transmuted child-mind, curious, questing,

A revisaged sphere vivid, new, unbound.

 

Unfettered dreams flow through lens

Of human synthesis, crystalline truths

from rivers of thoughts. Improbable visions

Manifest with new code of courage.

Spring

Cold light of long dark cedes to soft warmth

Faint and sparse, hoarded by parklands swelling denizens

Bathing in hope among swathes of early blooms,

Enduring constants through eons of resurrected gods.

 

Winters sparse fractal symmetry softened now

Reclothed in verdant green and fleeting flowerings.

Creeping veil of verdant life resurgent

An indomitable tide drawing us out in its wake

 

No longer damp downcast shuffling units of muted grey

New growth of plants gifts hearts with youthful joy

Winters cloaks cast aside, new-clad in bright gossamer threads

A human chrysalis of form and spirit.