Somewhere in The Middle of Something

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far away an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at an unearthly height,

One luminary clock against the sky

 

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

I have been one acquainted with the night.

Robert Frost  Acquainted with the Night

 

 

Asemic Naturalist: Sketchbook Pages

After travelling to the exotic lands that reside Beyond the Borders of The Dreamlands at the edges of the Pages of Imagination , the Asemic Naturalist looks through Memories Sketchbook, cleaning the Corners with Creative Curves and Shades. A Map of Figurative Lines and Metaphorical Letters grows and charts the journey that has been taken, showing the way to New Ventures sailing on the horizon.

 

These compositions incorporate some quick production preparation sketches done my wife for  Elliot Lake’s Roundabout Exceptional Puppeteers.  The group was setup by her to provide our local Special Needs community with a  creative & performing arts outlet.  This season’s  performances include familiar characters from popular media culture. Find out more at  their Blog and on their Facebook page.

 

 

 

 

from exotic lands

 dreamers return, cling to sights –

on stage rare visions. 

Bill Hicks’s clone is alive: An Implied Space

Bill Hicks‘s clone is alive

(a radio/YouTube Truth Seller)

The Ontario Canada Connection

(not Grimsby – See War of 1812)

makes you question

“The Official Laws”

&

Why Blind River ?”

 

     

 

water runs downward –

catching thoughts splashing upwards,

rocks of doubt now smooth.

 

  

Ukraine looks to Canada –

Help –

Modernize Military’s ‘Soviet Mentality!”

Now – just

Consider Crimea & The Spanish Netherlands

Can it be anymore Obvious ?!!

Look at the coastline.

False Flag 1DF !


Distant lands call out

the very thought of you now –

remember me please.


Bill Hicks’s clone believes

he is reincarnated –

Isabella Clara Eugenia.

 

 

remembrance of things,

past knowing eyes, many names –

multiple faces.

 

 

But who is Alex Rosencrantz G. Jones, really ?

A Performance artist & Existentialist Playwright.

( Eugène Ionesco psychodrama by way of Bio-engineering)

Excerpt from his Most Recent Work:

Lines from a-n on/going Campai(g)n[e]

( Staged Scenes in Free Verse )

Alas, I can not rotate,

distance still equal to zero.

It depicts the Solitude & the Insignificance;

Off Human Existence,

steps Truth in a tangible way. – The President

 

Letters & small dogs,

it’s like the Hò Hao Oho. – The Attorney General


Walking in summer sunshine,

a white-washed provincial village,

under intense blue sky,

pebbles caught between my toes

like alternative Fractal Factuals. – The Chesterfield Counsellor

  

I have been a surrogate,

at The Thyme Oar Two,

Oh, that rowing campaign.

I did not have communion

with The Spanish Netherlands,

while getting out the boat. – The Attorney General

  

The Thyme Oar Two,

excellent drinks,

the dancers wore out

stalkings.

Communion –

I am not a believer.  – The Slavic Ambassador


To stay where she is fýgar,

immigration powers ply the pylons.

In Calais the children

skip stones across the water.

Pipe Marches to the beat

of the Various Rich,

as the Interior sleeps

the way of the previous thrush. – The President


  Shocking. – The Chesterfield Counsellor


Criminal. – The Slavic Ambassador

 

Conspiracy. – The Attorney General


So sad. – The Public’s Persona


I laughed when you said,

you were leaving.

It never entered my mind. – The President

  

There are seven days in a week. – The Public’s Persona 

    

The ceiling is up. – The Chesterfield Counsellor

   

The floor is down . – The Attorney General

   

 I have several children. – The President

 

I have several children. – The Attorney General


I have several children.  – Unnamed Actor who looks like President

  

I have several children.The Slavic Ambassador 

 

All stupefying,

as they are All,

so indisputably True.

Who knew it was so complicated ? – The President

 

Let me check my phone.

I am getting my origami

confused with cross stitch. – The Chesterfield Counsellor

   

Theatre that invokes

an imaginative Truth

expels false facts

fogging facile faculties,

greatly held units,

and /or property of Hama. – Unnamed Actor who looks like President

People crack.

Make your removed I

by extension as

an extensive frozen field/forest

trekking away.

Footprints white/blank

filling up with hope/fear. – The Public’s Persona

  

You look like the man. – The President

  

What man ? – Unnamed Actor who looks like President

   

You do. – The President

Hoodoo ? – The Public’s Persona


Fidus Achates” – the Prompter.


We all know that line, but which character says it ? – UFO Janitor.

Characters exit to applause. After applause ends and all is silent, the Audience then enters and takes their seats. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To a Fair lady Amongst Flowers

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To a Fair Lady, Playing With a Snake

Strange! that such horror and such grace
Should dwell together in one place;
A fury’s arm, an angel’s face!

’Tis innocence and youth which makes
In Chloris’ fancy such mistakes
To start at love, and play with snakes.

By this and by her coldness barr’d,
Her servants have a task too hard:
The tyrant has a double guard!

Thrice happy snake! that in her sleeve
May boldly creep; we dare not give
Our thoughts so unconfin’d a leave.

Contented in that nest of snow
He lies, as he his bliss did know
And ’to the wood no more would go.

Take heed, fair Eve! you do not make
Another tempter of the Snake:
A marble one so warm’d would speak.

Edmund Waller, 1606-1687

Digital image created using source image of  Ophelia ( 1889 oil painting by John William Waterhouse  ).