Showing posts with label scribbling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scribbling. Show all posts

Friday, 9 April 2010

Spring

Spring is a time of rebirth, regrowth if you will, where everything starts to brighten up.
I walked under a sea blue sky looking to the horizon at the verdant green meadows, radiant under the sun's loving and nurturing gaze and I thought, 'Everything is starting look up'.

Prior to today I had always thought of my impending return to Cardiff as nothing more than an inevitable return to work and having to face exams but then I remembered; I have some truly amazing friends to be returning to who will support me all the way. I may be leaving friends behind but I will be heading towards other friends. Everything is good. As long as you have people who have your back, you can get through anything. Life is good.

Also, this picture got me thinking.

There's more to a person than what's on the surface.




Sam

Thursday, 11 March 2010

These wheels

Two wheels like gentle fingers;
reading the palm of the land;
passing over every groove in the city’s fingerprint.
Like a needle on a vinyl pavement singing out the terrain’s forgotten tale;
the city’s symphony played out by my plastic orchestra of two
as I, the grand conductor, keep rhythm with my footsteps onward.

Every crack in my path cries out then instantly decays,
ephemeral yet everlasting, on these two perfect circles;
infinite.