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Sinfonetta
Love & Art were my parents.
Art was a magnificent obsession. he was an enigma,
bright & rich in exotic colors one moment, & darkly
brooding, lachrymose, the next. & he travelled;
travelled to every corner of this peculiar world.
he was the glory of Greece & the grandeur of Rome.
he was the treacherous alleys of Paris & the arrogant
theatre of Olde England. he was the Broadway charm &
the lush galleries of New York, & the glamorous noir &
gunfire of old Hollywood.
Love was a devoted mate & an elegant mistress. she
provided the inspiration that served Art in each of his
endeavors. she bathed him in aromatic waters, shampoo’d
his long hair. she kept him intrigued with all forms of sex.
she nurtured him & cried for him; & she waited for him. so
much of her cannot be revealed, because so much of Love
is secret.
Art was the illustrious city of Dresden, adorned with sculpture,
paintings, & architecture. until the war planes came, &
ravaged the streets with incendiary bombs, thus casting his
very heart into the roiling flames of Hell.
Love was dragged from her house of alluvium by an enraged
mob for consorting with Art: heathens who knew nothing of
the splendour of passion, & of beauty. she was beaten &
kicked on the unflowered ground, her clothes ripped from her
sorrowing body. her nakedness was pristine, radiant under
the wisping blood. she died with his name on her lips.
Art was murdered, & Love was killed. & I am an orphan,
forsaken in the dire shadows,
where even poetry is abandoned…
(Art: Bruce Liston)
Published 9th Dec 2015
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Anonymous
9th Dec 2015 9:17pm
really feeling this piece, can relate well. I love the thoughts and the composition.
only good stuff to say here, thanks for the read :)
only good stuff to say here, thanks for the read :)
9th Dec 2015 11:05pm
10th Dec 2015 1:27am
Feddler My Dear..
I think it's time... and..
this is so extremely whelming darling.
Must come back because.. wooo
-Howlings
I think it's time... and..
this is so extremely whelming darling.
Must come back because.. wooo
-Howlings
Anonymous
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10th Dec 2015 4:17am
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10th Dec 2015 5:34am
10th Dec 2015 7:16am
give me a moment to strain my heart from the tea cup, yes ?
tiny gods, mister feddeler, i do believe you've just outdone yourself
xo
tiny gods, mister feddeler, i do believe you've just outdone yourself
xo
10th Dec 2015 12:11pm
10th Dec 2015 2:26pm
The world is cruel to both love and beauty. It is up to their offspring to carry on the torch, and, many times, suffer the same fate...
10th Dec 2015 3:24pm
"Art was murdered, & Love was killed. & I am an orphan,
forsaken in the dire shadows" Wow Speaks Volumes and Resonates Deeply..absolutely loved this fabulous ink..well done sir!!
forsaken in the dire shadows" Wow Speaks Volumes and Resonates Deeply..absolutely loved this fabulous ink..well done sir!!
10th Dec 2015 7:56pm
10th Dec 2015 8:19pm
oh my god.
what an enthralling piece, literally every line is great.
awesome write.
what an enthralling piece, literally every line is great.
awesome write.
12th Dec 2015 4:10am
Sinfonetta; extraordinaire! Art and Love produced an exquisite jewel in lamentation. Moving like a haunting Ballad. Love it!! blue angel x
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