A highly stylised fish sculpture ornamenting a house in Arras.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Storm In My Brain: Poem
Storm in My Brain
Storm in my brain, no, not again
Suddenly the moment snapped
My life lay broken in my hands.
I yearned for the days
When the future was clear
I longed for the people
Who would listen and hear
All that I need now
Is to know when to stick
Pieces of life together again
Storm in my brain
That sad melody again.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Storm in my brain, no, not again
Suddenly the moment snapped
My life lay broken in my hands.
I yearned for the days
When the future was clear
I longed for the people
Who would listen and hear
All that I need now
Is to know when to stick
Pieces of life together again
Storm in my brain
That sad melody again.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
A Wooden Door, A Metal Key: Poem
A Wooden Door, A Metal Key
A plain wooden door, nerve-ridden
A carved metal key, in my pocket hidden.
And secrets that lie behind that blank facade
A building, some windows, my dreams.
I wandered on those blind Parisian streets.
Nobody knew my name
Nobody knew where I came from
I was different, yet still the same.
A wooden door like corpus callosum
Holds my two worlds together
I enter now, I walk out at midnight I flee
The buzzing and the hum.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Labels:
facades,
metal key; corpus callosum,
wooden door
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