

Art and Poems
When writing poems I attempt to illustrate the raw grit of my life experience with words, alternate meanings, rhythms and
sounds. The expression of my emotions and thought patterns, happens in moments,when I am struggling with the yin or yang of life.
I find salvation and discovery when writing poems. When I pour out my art, I often reflect on my poetic expressions.
With both my Artwork and Poems, once the emotion has taken form, I feel it can be viewed and appreciated or subjected to analysis. The process of arriving at an accomplished creation is very organic and linked to experience, music, sensation and design. It is something that is connected to the fabric of my inner being. Years of poem writing has also helped me to write music which is another of my Art Grooves. (but that's another story)
詩を書くとき、私は言葉を通して情景を描こうとします。意味やリズム、音を駆使して、苦しみや喜びの瞬間に浮かぶ感情や思考を表現します。 詩を書くことは、私にとって救いと発見です。自らの表現を振り返る機会を与えてくれます。作品を額に入れると、それがやっと自分の居場所を見つけたかのように感じます。 アート作品は詩と同様で、感情が形を成すと、それは鑑賞され、評価され、様々な反響が生まれます。完成した作品にたどり着く過程は、AIの検索エンジンに言葉を入力するような簡単なものではなく、私の内面と深くつながっています。詩を書き続けることで、また別の芸術である音楽を作る力も湧いてきます。
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Arts and Poems Gallery 1

The Harbinger of change, a multi-universe
Unapologetic in its arrival
Resilience never tamed , only scorched the Earth
On course to no tomorrows
Forgiveness is not the discourse
Colored tapered song lines
Heavenliness the verse
Confabulation colors dancing
Sketch out acclaimed poetic thoughts
Leaving remnants of vividness
Unrivaled , unwavering, but silent
Simplistic in all its worth

For what the eyes will see
Open to interpretations
Descriptions wont come from me
Subjective is the matter
And no judgment will be passed
Art is a moving engine
Deciphering multiple parts
Accepting or appreciating
Is up to you to decide
Beyond a special moment
Inside your mind’s eye

The depth of Origami
Fascinates my mind
Intricate edges
Depicted into art and time
Messages softly spoken
Through colored paper lines
Shaded through the ages
Folded so many times
Challenging minds of all ages
Puzzles from the divine
Counteracting boredom
With colored line sublime

My heart often swayed
In directions of loathing
Away from more unwanted day’s chains
Unhinged from the facts
Grazing my knees on more glass
Crawling forward
Bewildered by needs that aren’t there
Broken pieces
Bound to procrastinated surfaces
Blessed with innocence
And insignificant burdens
Reach a connection
Hold on to it steadfast
Release anticipated demons
Knowing the storm will evidently pass

Light-years from a space behind the sun
Encrypted scrambled messages
Tangible colored lines
from that, came undone
No appendix available
Or interpreter to ask
This cryptic enigma
Stays hidden behind the glass

Defining the melody few can hear
Deliver your profound cadence
Starry up the sky and twilight
There will only ever be one of you
So let your story be heard
Shine all the diamonds that are inside of you
Greet everyday with your sparkling light
Be the version of light and night you cannot see
Gravitate to the victorious sunrise
To divine centerpiece that you seek

Freely moving motion
Soaring through the stars
Heading towards a future
Uncharted jaw dropping reservoirs
Jam packed with stunning moments
Reserved for a challenging few
This scenic view encapsulates & accelerates
The divine power within you

This is where it all began
Negating and debating
Trying to understand
Who & Why I am
Tears of emotion
Search for sanded pocket shores
Filled with hope delivering
A multicolored Dawn
Disassembled horizons
Shaded challenges with curved lines
Incoherent colored edges
Scared tissues that blur all the lines
Maybe more tears are needed
To cleanse the burdened soul
Or perhaps the best solution
A bodacious onslaught of colors Grown
By those who are in the know
Expressions that are heart-felt symbols
Breathing a sigh of relief
Shedding tears, almost angelic
From a place that's nothing but unique
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Motionless their colors
Colorful are their sounds
Fleeting the moments
they’ve uncovered
Bound to time
Forever they’ll be
Slipping through the cracks
Withering their rhyme endlessly

Are they there but just can’t be seen?
Inspire a different discussion
For other colors to be seen
Should I add a blue dimension
Or a daring splash of red In between?
Would it fill the spaces
And clear the irritation
Lodged in my head?

Where only one color shined so bright
Intensified clarity
That’s visible In the darkest dead of night
Do you remember what the pattern was?
Were there any colors in between?
Or Did you see the motion
Where the colors overlap
And glide freely until
There were no gaps to be seen
Next time you’re blessed
With this rainbow chance
To see colors that re-invoke
A thought sublime …dance Remember to cherish
All the things that are close
Remain in this precious moment
Precarious and provoked

To a beat that seems to sound aloof
To most this would be aligned to proof
Grooves that run towards a noose
It almost seems awkward
To decode what is being said
But maybe there’s a deeper meaning
And an underlying golden thread
Things are not always what they seem
Pick up the pieces
There is a thread to be seen

With all the light held in my hand
I carefully place the design I desire
Then step back and I slowly admire
The simplicity of what just transpired
In once empty space
Colors are now cascading
This new state creates
A crescendo conveying
Loud contesting colors
Flow from their pores
A smile arrives
With no waves
Just lines that recall
Freedom is alive
There is no negating
In this instant of life
Creating color bathing

Other times you’ll feel amazed
at the wonderful things
That will amuse you
During lonely days
Make sure to laugh
as loud as you can
Cherish those special moments
For as long as you can
Even though life can sometimes feel
Like a room full of walls
And gloom and doom
comes flying through the doors
It’s important to remember
How often hope blooms
Keep on loving your passion
Believe in a better day
or a brighter sunrise
And to your surprise
a flow will reveal
where you need to arrive
If your making mistakes
it's a sign that you’re trying
Ignore the altercations
Just know that you’re vying
and that's your silver lining

Endless is the road we ride
With vehicles changing over time
On roads that are most traveled
Easily composed scenery
Soundlessly parceled, blurred colored forms
Destinations change with age and more
As does the speed we reach them

The wind creates from day to day
Passing by in motion
We never stake claim to say
I know that sign
I’ve seen that form and I’ve been here once before
Standing on this floor
Wind shapes blow only abstract signs
That rarely ever stop to sign
Take on form and want to stay
Because the wind doesn't know how to stop
Its part of its day.
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Fragments of places
Scattered loosely apart
Could otherwise be interpreted
As compartmental arcs
Following these lines
Within colors
Attempting to heal
Broken bones and hearts
Complimentary are the pieces
Untitled and stark
Without flattery
Their imprisonment
Alluded sunlight
A promising new spark
Forming cathartic dimensions
Marking abstract at dawn
I sit back and wonder
Staring at a new door
Accompanied by flaws
Adorned comforts
Of Art Grooves
Left weathered
Where new light will spawn

Or stuck in a place in time
That seems like there’s no ending
And the beginning was undermined
The walls and patterns seemed to follow you
No matter how many corners you’ve turned
And even in some instances
(Black Dog) Seemed to be watching you
As your broken thoughts
Continually burned
Inside the maze you’re bound to learn
Where it was and what it’s cost
And then you may also realize
The Art of what you never lost
Was always there inside you
Flourishing and thriving
Boundlessly
Unhinged
Aloft

A city never sleeps
Bright neon colored signs flash
To the beat laid on the street
Many stories are told each day
Unsung through shades of light
Echoing grooves recorded shells
Unsung heroes of the night

Seems like there’s no ending
And the beginning was undermined
Walls and patterns are paradigms
Following you as you fold
Regardless of the corners you’ve turned
More episodes unfold
Every instance has loopholes
Know you’re being watched
As black dog broken thoughts inside you
Continually buried in knots
Inside the maze you’re bound to learn
Exactly what its cost
Realize the very depth in you
And the Art that was never lost
It was as always there inside you
Flourishing and thriving
Boundlessly
Unhinged
Aloft

Towards another center
Creating disarray
Slowly but surely
Preparing to fade
Descending are its shadows
Colors of another day
Ripples create their own beauty
That somehow intertwines
In an unknown
Balance of harmony
Blending grooved lines
Flowing to different edges
Reaching bordered lines
Echoing moments
Passed us
Fleeting rhythms
Habitually
Simply intertwine

That almost passed you by
A multi-spectral extravagance
That passed in a blink of an eye
Did you see the details?
Was there anything you missed?
Could be you’ve already forgotten?
That brief moment of bliss
Or maybe it’s all something that you missed
Because you’re eyes are still closed
And you’re trying hard to
Catch a passing glimpse
Of the blimp that’s in front of your nose

That after you opened it
A new color would be unlocked
Imagine now the feeling
This new color would bring
The curiosity
The enchantment
The new light it would sing
Brighten up your day
In yet another breathtaking way

Overriding emotions
Displayed entangled
And entwined boundlessly
Spacious the lines
Continue and ongoing
Impermanent but bodacious
Perfection of knowing
Unhinged rides the motion
Inclined to be audacious
Stand back and stare
Watch the motion in the air
See it flow with romance
And Endless devotion