Visual Poem
(C) 2010 James Eric Watkins
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 10:17 PM
Monday, August 09, 2010
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The Endless Saga
ImagesAbout Me
- Name: Sir James Eric Watkins
- Location: Far Side of Sanity
And the iguanas dance in the desert/a thousand miles away from this place/and this face: stoned immaculate.
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7 Comments:
looking at this, i find myself faded. barefoot. and final.
a shrewd analysis, to be sure.
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Love it!
Reminds me of my son right now. Have I mentioned?....I still love ya James!
Chelsea. I love your analysis.
Sassy. I'm glad you like it dear.
Becky. And I you.
How fortunate I am to be surrounded by such wonderful people.
I see crosses, vines, snakes,and a lot of pain. Hugs.
Hell, this reminds me of myself!
I guess that what good (or rather effective maybe in this case)creative expressions do: they relate. They speak. And they are heard.
Thanks ya'll.
I keep this visual poem in the corner of my office, kid of hidden but where I can see and can be reminded of its message. STAY OUT!
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