Back alley
Art Gallery
This issue brings to you some great work, a review and a number of photographs. Please feel free to submit some of your art work, be it digital or scanned, it will be accepted and posted. If I can paste it in the document, then it will be broadcast to the world. If your work has a name, submit that as well so proper credit can be given. If a work of art has inspired you to create a poem, then if you can, submit the picture so that we can all see your source of inspiration.
Over the years, there
has been much cross-pollenization between various forms of art. One
can think of the great works of art that has been inspired by literature,
or music that has been inspired by art, such as Modest Moussorgsky's great
"Pictures at an Exhibition". Earnest Woodall has continued the theme
with his new CD, "Pictures in Mind". If you're not familiar with
Earnest, he is a composer/performer from new York State. The inspiration
for this music came from his visiting art galleries in New York City and
Long Island. He writes; "Deeply inspired by some of the greatest
artworks in the world, I proceeded to compose and record my experiences..."
Each song is named after the particular work of art that can be found at
the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Heckscher Art Gallery and The Museum
of Modern Art.
The music can be listened
to and enjoyed on two levels, one would be simply background music.
He calls his style Postmodern Electronic Ambient Jazz, so it is soft enough
just to play as some music. The melodies are simple enough but don't
be fooled, he uses layering so that what may sound simple is actually a
number of melodies and at times counter melodies. As well, he makes
changes so often, that you'll stop and listen with some more intensity.
There's another level
in which you can enjoy this music; check out the web sites of the various
museums and then do a search for the works. Most of them are available,
at least for the Met Museum of Art. It gives you a chance to gain
an understanding into the inspiration of the work. It is very interesting
experience.
What sort of CD is
this, one that can be enjoyed either casually, or with some serious contemplation.
If you want more information, visit his web site at: http://www.ewoodall.com
Lift up your prayer
To God who is here, there and everywhere
Lift up your soul
To God who makes our lives whole
Lift up your voice in song and praise
Look to God till your dying days
Lift up your supplication
To God with joy and elation
Lift up God's statutes and commandments
If you have been backsliding: repent
Lift up your heart
Live a righteous life, be good, and be smart
Lift up your head
And give thanks for your blessings and daily bread
Lift up your hands toward God's oracle
And don't let Satan and sin be an obstacle
LIFTING WEIGHTS
Come to God
all that are weary
and burdened with life's weights
let God lift you from dire straights
Come to God
all that are overwhelmed
and stressed
let God lift you from the entire mess
Come to God
all that are in need of guidance
and help
let God lift you out of that circumstance
Come to God
all that are confused
and in turmoil
let God lift you out of the muddy waters, filth and quick sands
soil
Come to God
all that are run down
and tired
let God save you before you drown
You will find Him the best weight lifter in town
DIVINE DETERGENT
God purifies the mind, body and soul
God cleans, God cleanses
Like the detergent TIDE
Repent your sins you feel inside
God forgives and washes away our transgressions
God makes the dirt go away
God removes the stains
Like the detergent GAIN
God helps the wrinkles in our life
God makes them cuddle up fresh
Like SNUGGLE with color protection
Let God be you detergent; let God be your selection
TIME MANAGEMENT
God's presence supports me as I work and play
soothes my sorrows and makes them okay
straightens my paths
organizes my time in a spiritual way
manages my life's appointments
supervises my day
I acknowledge God at all times
in everything I do and in everything I say
so my life's schedules and events happen with no delay
God is the best time management mechanism there is today
Monique Nicole Fox~
I thought by now, with how
-Valerie Schwader-
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Me and Gravity
Cherubim turn swords,
The Universal
Physical Response
+ Driving a car through heavy traffic has the effect of eliminating the pollen, thus providing crucial assistance in a child's struggle with illness.
+ Sometimes the responses are very much exaggerated, and take infinitely varied forms.
+ For your reference, see Natural Habitat in the Age of the Biological Robot: The Effects of Previous Challenges to Health (From the Perspectives of Allergens and Bacteria) by Putnam and Rhora.
+ They may even discover pollen on the common radio.
+ Fever victims, for example, arbitrarily playmind games in dealing with the charts in medical waiting rooms and have been known to be financiers of the covert operation known only as Sweat.
+ the color of the face. Every responding physician took turns influencing the emotional compartments of each patient on an individual basis. The gasps of horror, the panting of the conditioned crowd, the intensity of the effects roused conscious meanings from deep within even my very self, meanings previously assigned to only my nose, stomach, or urinary tract. The significance of this to the unconscious mind, and to war and all its tributaries, is enormous and viewed by a select few as perversely threatening?
+ Working at a frustrating job, watching life from the inside of your body without knowing it. With some people the stress is over-rated.
+ Stuffed noses go their own way. The family quarrel has symbolic meaning inthis situation only because it makes others resentful and often begs physical response. (Sometimes the pollen can be perceived as being the person. However, the whole person (both body and molded mind) figures into the actual evidentiary pollen count and consequent stress on the subject's life?)
+ Everyone here has recognized at least a handful of the patients. The upshot is that they'll grow up to be real easy-going.
+ Early childhood is only the beginning of a manufactured pattern of outside stimuli sent bent on wreaking havoc and programming brilliant minds to be clay targets for *demons in pinstripes.
*Sneeze if sufficient plant pollen or coin.
Notes for a report on the total behavior of
a skyscraper in the eye
of a hurricane
A working cadre of earth scientists is hoping
these forces of change will makeyour mind
cloudy.
Not a month goes by without scientists,
armed with computers and top-secret data,
collusively deriding crucial system programs
and factors to â"refresh" your memory.
The mystery is not in the advanced
technological applications but rather in the
crudeness of the phenomenon and the
far-reaching influence and impact of these
operations.
To eyes filtering this spectrum, this is a true
portrait of a dramatic era.
It may well take decades to pore over these
unexplained facts and comprehensive
mathematical models.
To improve the equation and aerial tides
there must exist long-term insight and critical
introspection, to be fair.
They forecast for the stage long and
short-term climates, worldwide temperature
change, even starlight and infrared/ultraviolet
waves.
There are floods coming as well as other
natural disasters; A dozen earth-wobbles.
Trade and commerce are hardly contingent
on governmental meteorology or the content
of the deep sea.
This process took months to hide.
2002 ChrisWeige.
Why do you yell at us,
And say were lazy,
When your the one thats lazy,
You say you work 24/7,
To have some great new life,
Who asked me,
Maybe I didn't want the change,
Maybe I liked it how it was,
Maybe I didn't,but who cares,
Because you sure didn't ask me,
And what happen to the little girl you use to know,
She move on,
She grew up,
And I like her the way she is,
And I don't care what you say,
Because she is me.
Heather
The textbook translates life
to a Humpty-Dumpty puzzle
of fractured parts: knees and elbows
(patella’s on the midterm exam, for sure),
trachea, alveoli and vertebrae;
and the chapter that shows everything
under a bloody stain.
How can he bounce his brother’s baby
on his knee without thinking
how she’s breakable?
THE CALLING OF ANGELS
They’re all terrible, as Rilke tells,
but not so bad as family: that kitchen-
to-bedroom frittering of faults, up
and down the back-stairs of generations
diced by the toll of long-distance
phone calls.
Angels hate gossip. Each one moves
silently at the cusp of its wake,
convective off desert dust or a gray-
green wave that drowns without malice:
angel of ship-wreck and water-ski,
bright angel of the attic-fire. Ice.
Each of us might hear one if we could
listen hard enough. It may be, angels
shuttle between high-sphere and our
likes, leaving signs.
My sister saw an angel once.
Its name was Patience and Flames
in the Sky and she didn’t catch
the rest. Any angel can be terrible
as waiting for us to muster
the courage to call.
VANTAGE
As I sit along the route of march
a small child asks “are you
the beginning
or the end?” Neither,
I assure him. I’m the
center of gravity on the curb,
two feet in the gutter,
and the sound of a brass band’s
way too distant
for my ears.
Taylor Graham
piper@innercite.com
Ah! the whispering mist tickled trees,
Enchanted forests of neurons cultivated in delicate seas,
Radiance of light beams through the haze,
Hidden mysteries as our free-path snakes many ways.
No; this is no pastoral scene,
It all takes place in a daytime dream,
It is called life, a domicile within our mind,
A home where the truth is so hard to find.
Only when we discover words ... beyond be-lie-f.
And grasp time from the clutches of a habituated thief,
Only then will we realize that; there is no need to endure,
A devil of a mind...... that has rejected the heartfelt universal law.
The law that behest that there is just love & joy,
A work of art so simply graceful that one's spirit can employ,
To enhance a soul that nourishers a medley of breeds,
And a true heart that sows a fellowship of natures-natural-seeds.
The Psalm of the Soul
by Michael Levy April 2002
Disclose no secrets oh! woeful burdens mine,
Because a mortal is only a vacant fantasy entwined,
The shams of each battle takes us on our singular way,
But it is the delights, not heartache that light our path,
Preordained by diamonds in Spirits mystical, multi-facet array
Behold; behind the heart lives a soul that sleeps in the dark,
And will kindle its light of grace when we become aware,
of magnificent illuminations in the spark.
Life is authentic...... but the ego is a masquerade,
Life is a pledge....... but the intellect can breach the promise,
Somber is not our meaning and our fate is but a dream,
From ashes back to ashes, our facade ... our gloss, from dust to dust,
Nevertheless the psalms of the soul is eternally contained,
In Gods legitimate trust.
http://www.pointoflife.com
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Michael Levy's poetry and essays can be found on many websites, journals
and magazines. He is a renowned guest speaker on finance, wellness and
inspiration. He has appeared on TV in the USA and UK and hundreds of radio
stations throughout the world. His New book "Invest With A Genius"
is now available from all bookstores world wide. See his website at http://www.pointoflife.com
one night
a great sky giant
drew a ring
around around
the fulling moon of earth
to rim a starless clearing
centering the plush
slow waxing moon
and as the ring glowed
huger than god's halo
some gaped in awe
claiming they saw
a hovering mothership
aproaching
some feared rain for
forty days & forty nights
while others swore it was
a fiery beacon beckoning
from Atlantis
in the center of a
still-frame ocean vortex
o're a topsy turvy world
so strange so unbelievable
that the next night
he upped and did it again
only bigger
And on that second nite
I let you take me flying
just like Superman and Lois
far beyond the moon ring
free to no place in the
stillness between stars
and I loved you timeless
wide eyed marveling
at every nothing
passing by us shining
in the lightless silence
did you hear
my fleshless whisper
wishing let this last forever ?
pleading won't you take me
with you please again
again tonite
to fly here
with the giants
in the real world ?
Copyright@2002
Jan Houston
All Rights Reserved
Back alley
Art Gallery
from Paul Gilbert
from Valerie Schwander
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