Shredded thoughts and dreams combusts into fractured neurons A maelstrom of pain invigorated senses illuminate the path home. ** The sky splits open and hail heralds the death cries the fury of wind rips and shreds the countryside and lays bare our earths’ innards. ** Harsh words penetrate self lost in the halls of time… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Series of Tanka poems
Category: Art
National Poetry Month: Octopoem
This was from a prompt given on Legendfire Writing Forum. Prompt was to write an Octopoem. Directions here. The fractal I created in Chaotica rather than my usual Apophysis 7.x program. Embers Scorching blue embers Straddles fall leaves Inside a small, thirsty forest Then a screeching sand-storm Sears and ignites the forest’s undergarments It cavorts… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Octopoem
National Poetry Month: Rhymed Tercet
My second poem for National Poetry Month is a Rhymed Tercet. The title of the Fractal is the Echoes of Spacetime. Creation by A. A. Zingler Blazing hot inferno explodes into life in its superheated soup of particles the spark of inflation rapidly spikes. Dust coalesced by gravity’s attraction form the weave of all galaxies’… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Rhymed Tercet
Healing
Splintered glass strewn across the ice, like a broken mirror that rips and throbs with the rippling cracks of heartache each drop of blood a window – My footsteps falter, the rain biting, I hold up my hands, streaked with cuts, my tears tangle with the droplets, and I dance alone into the night. Footprints… Continue reading Healing
Death/Rebirth
Death/Rebirth by A. A. Zingler Emotions bubble and froth, the spring spills and spits into a torrent of motion, the light trails cascade and collide, and the black void pushes out a scream– I teeter at the edge of a long drop, the sky blazing blue with a hint of a droplet that graces my… Continue reading Death/Rebirth
Expressing oneself is a revolutionary act
My partner, who is an artist, discussed with me the other day the types of artists. There is the artist who is creating art with an agenda, who is often a political activist and their medium is art. But then there is the artist that simply creates art to express themselves. My partner discussed how… Continue reading Expressing oneself is a revolutionary act
Des Moines Art Festival
Every year in June, the Des Moines Art Festival takes over the downtown area with hundreds of artists from all over America (the US and Canada). Over a thousand artists apply every year, but only around 130 to 150 make it into the stalls that surround Sculpture Park in Downtown Des Moines. Because of the… Continue reading Des Moines Art Festival
Nourishing our Creativity
Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes’ book inspired this essay; I then posted it in the LegendFire Nonfiction forums for critiques, and this is its final resting place. Enjoy. Nourishing Our Creativity From the depths of our souls, the waters of creativity flow in an unceasing river, invigorating our psyche and our life when expressed. The moment… Continue reading Nourishing our Creativity
Before I die, I want to…..
In June, my town held an Art Festival, where artists from all over the Midwest came to show their wares. A friend of mine convinced me to join her and a mutual friend for a walk around the festival to see all the various mediums of art. Over by the food vendors, and slightly offset… Continue reading Before I die, I want to…..
Paper Mache Project Completed
Here is the final pictures of the paper mache project: I apologize for the fuzzy aspect to the pictures. They were taken with my phone camera. Also, I tilted the globe so you can see the north and south poles more clearly: I am looking down at the globe toward the northern hemisphere and… Continue reading Paper Mache Project Completed
Reshaping Reality 