Posts Tagged With: Songs

childhood’s end

Posted on 24/12/2022 by Nightpoet

“Childhood is a promise that is never kept.”

~ Ken Hill ~

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Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Fouras, France in June 2006.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Breath, Breeze, Child, Childhood, Clouds, Digital Imagery, Fossils, Lava, Life, Magic, Memory, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Sands, Sea, Songs, Steps, Stones, Stranger, Tide, Treasures | 1 Comment

afterthought

Posted on 21/12/2022 by Nightpoet

“For still I see that forethought spares

afterthought and after-sorrow.”

~ Amelia Barr ~

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Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in December 2010.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Afterthought, Days, Digital Imagery, Hours, Measured, Memory, Moments, Nights, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Slow Motion, Songs, Tears | 1 Comment

bandora’s pox

Posted on 12/09/2022 by Nightpoet

“What a chimera then is man. What a novelty!

What a monster…what a contradiction, what a prodigy.”

~ Blaise Pascal ~

000 bandora's pox 1

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in March 2019.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Birds, Caskets, Confusion, Creativity, Death, Deathsong, Debate, Digital Imagery, Flame, Horizon, Illusion, Innuendo, Lanes, Life, Perspective, Persuasion, Photography, Pigskin, Poetry, Pox, Promise, Rhetoric, Seas, Songs, Water, Waves, Wood, Worm, Zodiac | 1 Comment

the key of wonder

Posted on 15/07/2022 by Nightpoet

“The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly…

not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.”

~ Henry Miller ~

000 the key of wonder

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in May 2015.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Arias, Bed, Birds, Branches, Bucket, Digital Imagery, Faces, Feathers, Floor, Fringe, Honeypot, Imagination, Key, Lace, Life, Love, Mea Culpa, Nectar, Neighbours, Nipples, Perspective, Photography, Pieces, Pilgrims, Poetry, Prisons, Rosaries, Scrubbing, Shit, Smiling, Songs, Teats, Wonder | 1 Comment

la muse

Posted on 08/06/2022 by Nightpoet

“Fool,” said my muse to me. “Look in thy heart and write.”

~ Philip Sidney ~

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Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in October 2018.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Beauty, Cocoon, Consciousness, Darkness, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Heart, Hope, Imagination, Inspiration, Life, Love, Muse, Music, Night, Ouevres, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Promise, Shadows, Songs, Source, Thoughts, Wellspring, Words | 1 Comment

LUNACY

Posted on 23/11/2021 by Nightpoet

“Dost thou not feel them slip, how cold! how cold!

The moon’s thin wavering finger-tips, along thy throat?”

~ Adelaide Crapsey ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in April 2017.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Cadence, Counterpoint, Darkness, Digital Imagery, Dissonance, Emotions, Howl, Leash, Life, Love, Lunacy, Memories, Moon, Music, Notes, Passion, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Polyphony, Pother, Shadows, Songs, Wilderness | 1 Comment

WHEN THE SKIES WERE SUDDENLY SILENT

Posted on 21/07/2021 by Nightpoet

“Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.”

~ Robert Fripp ~

000 when the skies were suddenly silent

Digitally enhanced image created from an analog photo taken in August 1989.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Airplane, Birds, Cacophony, Commerce, Digital Imagery, Leaves, Life, Lullabies, Perspective, Photography, Plague, Poetry, Silence, Skies, Songs, Turbines, Wind | 6 Comments

THE DEATH OF A ROSE

Posted on 07/05/2021 by Nightpoet

“When I have plucked the rose,

I cannot give it vital growth again,

it needs must wither.”

~ William Shakespeare ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in September 2020.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Aches, Companion, Cosmic, Death, Digital Imagery, Metronome, Mind, Music, Pains, Photography, Poetry, Rain, Resonance, Ribbons, Rose, Seasons, Silence, Songs, Star, Symphony, Synchronicity | 1 Comment

JUST A FROWN

Posted on 17/03/2021 by Nightpoet

“O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat,

let me be feverish and frowning.”

~ Anne Sexton ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in 1976.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Child, Crown, Digital Imagery, Earth, Feet, Frown, Head, Jewels, Life, Lines, Love, Patches, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Quilts, Smile, Songs, Sun, Upside Down, Youth | 1 Comment

DEATHDANCE

Posted on 22/02/2021 by Nightpoet

“No art is possible without a dance with death.”

~ George Carlin ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in February 2018.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Breathe, Dance, Death, Digital Imagery, Disease, Hear, Life, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Saints, Sinners, Songs | 1 Comment

STARING AT EMPTY PAGES

Posted on 15/02/2021 by Nightpoet

This was in September 1970…

and then, just six short years later, I was already

thinking back to those more innocent times…

and now today it is all so much more distant,

so very far away and yet still so very near…

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken on Rivermont Avenue, Lynchburg, Virginia in September 2008.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Aphrodisiacs, Black Beauties, Coffee, Digital Imagery, Gun, House, Joints, Ladies, Mattress, Mescaline, Music, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Records, Sidewalks, Songs, Spaghetti, Streets, Sunrise, Tea, Traffic Jam, Turntable, Vapours, Walls, Windows, Đà Nẵng | 1 Comment

CATMADNESS

Posted on 05/02/2021 by Nightpoet

Back in the 1970’s, when I was living and working in Virginia,

a friend came to work one morning and told me a story

about his cat, his girlfriend and a squeaky brass bed.

The cat kept thinking that he was hearing a mouse

and would come into the bedroom to investigate.

His story inspired this poem.

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of Sherlocke, my incredible cat, taken in November 1974.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Brass Bed, Cat, Cleavers, Dark, Digital Imagery, Eyes, Growl, Lip, Lover, Madness, Mouse, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Songs, Spittle, Squeaks, Voice, Whiskers | 1 Comment

CHILDHOOD’S END

Posted on 01/01/2021 by Nightpoet

“Childhood is a promise that is never kept.”

~ Ken Hill ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Fouras, France in June 2006.

AFTERTHOUGHT

Posted on 13/12/2020 by Nightpoet

“For still I see that forethought spares afterthought and after-sorrow.”

~ Amelia Barr ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in December 2010.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Afterthought, Days, Digital Imagery, Hours, Measured, Memory, Moments, Nights, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Slow Motion, Songs, Tears | 1 Comment

SLUG SONGS

Posted on 23/11/2020 by Nightpoet

“There are three things in the world

that he held in the smallest esteem –

slugs, poets and caddies with hiccups.”

~ P. G. Wodehouse ~

Digitally enhanced image created from two photos taken in Autumn 2010.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Alone, Choke, Decadence, Deep, Digital Imagery, Distance, Eyes, Fingers, Freeze Dried, Keys, Lasting, Latin, Liquid, Livid, Love, Naked, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Salt, Satin, Slugs, Snails, Songs, Stalks, Strokes, Throat | 1 Comment

INTO RAGE

Posted on 27/10/2020 by Nightpoet

“We are all sentenced to solitary confinement

inside our own skins, for life.”

~ Tennessee Williams ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in October 2020.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Armoire, Autumn, Boils, Days, Digital Imagery, Distance, Dust, Gray, Ideas, Isolation, Light, Music, Page, Pen, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Rage, Shadows, Songs, Time, Window, Winds, Winter | 1 Comment

BACKBONE BATTLEMENTS

Posted on 19/08/2020 by Nightpoet

“The blues ain’t nothing but a good man feelin’ bad.”

~ Leon Redbone ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of street art by Jeff Aerosol taken in Paris in August 2015.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Backbone, Banners, Bar, Battlements, Blinds, Bookshelf, Boots, Digital Imagery, Elixir, Emptiness, Eyes, Gypsy, Juice, Paris, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Ravines, Room, Screws, Secrets, Shoe Polish, Songs, Spoonfuls, Street Art, Truth, Wind | 1 Comment

ME AND MARA

Posted on 19/07/2020 by Nightpoet

“A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star

and climbs it while playing a violin.”

~ Edmond de Goncourt ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in July 2020.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Alcoholic, Beauty, Company, Digital Imagery, Drink, Life, Loaded, Monday, Music, Night, Perspective, Poetry, Pub, Sad, Sahara, Singing, Songs, Straight And Narrow, Stumble, Stupor, Thirst, Tune, Violin | 1 Comment

EAR LOBE LICE

Posted on 02/07/2020 by Nightpoet

“Everybody who does not live in a prostitute’s bed

and on a diet of cocaine snow is called an ascetic nowadays.”

~ George Bernard Shaw ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo (detail) of street art taken in Paris in June 2019.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Cocaine, Crime, Digital Imagery, Ear Lobe, Hedgehogs, Imagination, Lice, Lip, Notes, Paris, Partners, Peace, Perspective, Photography, Pipes, Poetry, Prostitute, Pussies, Reasoning, Ribbons, Robes, Ropes, Seasonings, Shoes, Shorts, Socks, Songs, Soothsayers, Source, Strength, Stripes, Swami | 1 Comment

BANDORA’S POX

Posted on 06/06/2020 by Nightpoet

“What a chimera then is man. What a novelty!

What a monster… what a contradiction, what a prodigy.”

~ Blaise Pascal ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in March 2019.

Posts Tagged With: Songs

“Childhood is a promise that is never kept.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“For still I see that forethought spares

afterthought and after-sorrow.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“What a chimera then is man. What a novelty!

What a monster…what a contradiction, what a prodigy.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly…

not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Fool,” said my muse to me. “Look in thy heart and write.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Dost thou not feel them slip, how cold! how cold!

The moon’s thin wavering finger-tips, along thy throat?”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“When I have plucked the rose,

I cannot give it vital growth again,

it needs must wither.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat,

let me be feverish and frowning.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“No art is possible without a dance with death.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

This was in September 1970…

and then, just six short years later, I was already

thinking back to those more innocent times…

and now today it is all so much more distant,

so very far away and yet still so very near…

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

Back in the 1970’s, when I was living and working in Virginia,

a friend came to work one morning and told me a story

about his cat, his girlfriend and a squeaky brass bed.

The cat kept thinking that he was hearing a mouse

and would come into the bedroom to investigate.

His story inspired this poem.

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Childhood is a promise that is never kept.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“For still I see that forethought spares afterthought and after-sorrow.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“There are three things in the world

that he held in the smallest esteem –

slugs, poets and caddies with hiccups.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“We are all sentenced to solitary confinement

inside our own skins, for life.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The blues ain’t nothing but a good man feelin’ bad.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star

and climbs it while playing a violin.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Everybody who does not live in a prostitute’s bed

and on a diet of cocaine snow is called an ascetic nowadays.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“What a chimera then is man. What a novelty!