Tag: poetry

Lost in the woods, we hear the whispers Of tales told to calm our fears Moss grows on the north side, they say Or is it fungi on the east But who can trust these tricky myths If the forest has enchanted our minds The trees shift and move, as if alive The leaves rustle, … Continue reading The North Face, I Think – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Clouds gather in the sky like an army Ready to conquer the fading sun As the day draws to a close The photographer takes his stance Framing his composition with care The eye of the island beckons A gateway to another world And the break in the clouds above A glimpse into the beyond The … Continue reading Dusk’s Eye – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In the quiet of the artist's studio, Amidst the canvases and brushes, Lies a treasure trove of inspiration, A library of secondhand books. Volumes on every art movement and technique, On almost every artist that ever lived, Their spines worn, their pages yellowed, Lovingly collected from garage sales and thrift stores. Each book a portal … Continue reading Evidence of Muses – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In the field of impossibly tall wind catchers, Stands a sea of white, reaching for the sky, Each stem fragile and proud, Yet standing precariously in the dog days of Summer. The slightest breeze, a whispered invitation, To set their fluffs free and continue their journey, Across their world, To take root once again, to … Continue reading A Field of Wind Catchers – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Fall clouds at dusk, sepia and blood-stained, silhouettes formed through dying stalks in desiccated fields. Terrifying and satisfying silences as we stop to absorb, the rustle of leaves the only sound. A moment frozen in time, as the world fades into darkness, leaving only the nemonic ghosts to haunt our dreams. We are but passive … Continue reading The Dead Sorrows – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Rows of trees stretch on and on, A green barrier between property lines, A border separating neighbours, And a pathway connecting people. Their branches walls against the wind, Beckoning me to meander, Along their coniferous corridors, And breathe in the scent of pine. These living rows are more than barriers, More than just lines on … Continue reading TheBoundary Between There and Here – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

From the depths of the earth they rise, Ancient stones with a story to tell, Pushing through the soil, defying time, Patiently waiting to be unearthed. They weather the tempests and storms, Softening their surfaces to a touch, Impossible in their smoothness, As if time itself had polished them. And under the scorching sun, They … Continue reading Soft Grey Remnants – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Not all chimes are born equal, Some are crafted from the fondness of memories, Personal heirlooms and trinkets, Charm bracelets and household curios, Purposefully pastiched together, Into sonorous miracles. Each piece sings its own song, A symphony of disparate notes, That come together in perfect harmony, To deliver auditory beauty, In moments of personal calm. … Continue reading Simpler Chimes – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In Montreal, where the architecture sings with voices echoing through time, there are buildings of concrete lines, of curves and angles, of majestic design. Built in eras challenging the fine line between form and function, they stand, testaments to the cleverness and beauty of those minds who crafted them. Their simple grace and tremendous presence … Continue reading The Colour of Concrete – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind