Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Poetic Journey - Mystic Passage

Mystic Passage
Been looking through the images of my paintings on the computer to update my portfolio and develop a poster for use at demonstrations and other events. And time got away from me. No poem was written for today which should have been posted yesterday so I delved through my poetry files and came up with the repost of poem.
Mystic Passage

I was so into the paint today that I was gone
Every fiber of my being
Layered one color upon another
On a surface outside myself

Sometimes it is just a painting I create
This craft I can do so mechanically
Today it was like giving birth
To a reality only I see
Given to you.

None of the words people speak or write
Seem to apply to what occurs
When I am unconscious of all
But the brush in my hand
The paint.

As if the paint pours from my soul
Down my veins to my fingertips
Appearing by magic
On once white canvas
A life.

Figures and shapes and visions emerge
Scenes I was not conscious I dreamt
I was so into the paint today
It was hard to pull out
Some of me
I left behind.

(c) J. Binford-Bell

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