Category Archives: understanding

Life by Paintings Measured

LIFE BY
PAINTINGS MEASURED

Life and it’s years
Measured by reflection
Recorded by another art work
Through choices of introspection

Forgotten or remembered dates
– written or not recorded dates –
signed pieces of spent time
scribbled on front or back –

Many escaped the cameras cache

Thus opening the door of surmise –
When – where – how – what – ?
Not sure and can’t remember

Marks of my own making
have gone out there
as fully-formed relatives of
heart and mind

Gone out there

There – under the sun – elsewhere
under the skies and ceilings of
other homes
Lost they are –
No tag upon the ankle
– hanging on the wall
Gone from me their first love.

I’ve lost you – children of mine

Who could you possibly
mean more to – than I…?

Time ticked by
as I remember time ticking by

Whilst I studied you – changed you –
added to your import

As I filed you – sold you –
alas – oft with regret

Gave you – itemised you –
folded you – ironed you –
cut you – framed you – forgot you
or got you back.

Gave you to – unworthy foster parents
who put you somewhere –
closed off out of sight in
chest or attic

Years gone by –
measured in spatters – washes
– and dry-brushed patterns all amok

Time recorded in
frantic marks – that scurried across
one hundred and forty pounds cold-pressed

Some stood/stand the test of time –
others – disqualified by those in a
daze of incomprehension

“I don’t know much about art…”
was the rubber stamp at the
custom’s gate of their minds

Still – can’t complain –
‘cause some will not let you go
a pillar of time you represent in
associated thought:

“My husband loved that painting of yours
I still have it – wouldn’t part with it”

Time – years – paintings gone
Out of sight – owned by others
– never to return

Many of them have worn well
Others heard man’s benediction
spoken over them:
“Time for a change –
remove her from the wall…”

What possible worth
can be found in these –
the inanimate?

And yet – thought is
art engrafted-on-paper
and thought is Still Life
revealing – there is still life

Inanimate perhaps
but what stories they tell –

Vincent did well know
His paintings oft rejected –
before he had to go

No artist can measure his years
except by Retrospectives

He alone was at the secret birth
of images coming out
delivered to the picture plane

Years measured by paintings
All unique –
Dark and sombre or all aglow

Years measured by paintings
This will have to do
to document a life

On these – man places worth
If enough will say – it should be so

Years measured by paintings
A raft of scattered years
Recorded in line and colour
and form and tone by what appears

I wonder at them all
Categorised with equality
If rejected by the Salon
It doesn’t matter to me

Years measured by paintings
I have quite a few
still wanting to leave home
to make their way to you

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OPINIONS

OPINIONS

An unsolicited opinion
Comes staccato’d out

Laid-back hearers are not
disturbed from slumber

While a leg is placed parallel
to another
upon the adjacent chair

Some kind of snorted hybrid
of groggy-headed sleep
and grunted acknowledgement
of what has been spoken
adds a full point to the utterance

But nothing else stirs
Deadly silence
The stated opinion fades
making no impact of any kind

Then suddenly another fills the air
It is a response
And is another opinion
antithetical to the one just offered

Again the deadly silence
No snort this time
All six in the room
just leave it there…
let’s leave it like that…
nothing more to say…

no corporate manifesto
to embrace
opinions come and
opinions go…

 

 

New Blog

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New Blog – THE BIBLE RETURNS
thebiblereturns.wordpress.com

Hesitantly I invite you to visit my new blog.
I say hesitantly for purely technical reasons. Because of the technical knowledge de-motivation mode that I’m usually in (ie knowledge as a result of necessity, rather than ‘Yippee! lets set up a blog’ – standpoint, if you get my gist?).

I haven’t worked out the technical side, in other words.

As in e.g. where did the ‘Page’ I just set up go to!?

I’m pretty sure there are a myriad of things I am not doing to ‘spread’ either of my two blogs to a wider audience – but I try to engage in life outside of blogging, so I’m afraid I’m relaxed over who (i.e. numbers) reads ‘seeds…’ or this new blog.

Anyway –
Posts are appearing, and that’s the main thing.

The Blog is named: ‘The Bible Returns’, and the other Christian name that my parents gave me (which I’m not too keen on) refers to yours truly (Ken) as Douglas.

Those at all familiar among the 3 hundred and something (I haven’t looked at statistics for months) – followers – will know I speak of ‘different hats’ that I wear. My Preacher hat is
donned almost exclusively now at ‘The Bible Returns’.

The Blog is primarily Bible Teaching for Christians but not exclusively.
So feel free to have a look.

Have a good day – have a day of Revelation.

Strength for the day

Strength for the day

When you begin the journey of your day
Do you stop to think in any way?
“Pause for thought” as they say
Prayer is free – no need to pay
Before you face the crowd’s sway
Let your yea be yea and your nay be nay
You will be challenged in the fray
Misunderstood on life’s speedway
But ask for God’s strength – that’s okay
Jesus won’t let you down Sunday to Saturday

 

DREAM ON

DREAM ON

He walked – head down
Staring at the ground

Watching the grasses below his feet
bending backwards and then
springing back to life
as he looked back at his trodden path

He moved on through the undergrowth
Expecting to reach his destination at
any moment
He had not been that way before

Then he awoke and had his breakfast
It had been a dream – or so it did seem

He had not been that way before
Then he awoke and had his breakfast
After the dream about awaking and having his breakfast

It had been a dream about having a dream
– or so it did seem…

Job well done – will do

JOB WELL DONE – WILL DO

Nobody’s that great
That they keep rushing back for more
More of your song – your voice – your genius
Your up in the clouds of praise
Then down in the ditch of despair
Genuine praise is always only a percentage
Take large numbers and subtract
Conclude that the small – very few
Will stick with you
For you are the grand old Duke of York
When you are up in their estimation
You are up
When you are down you are down
Best not to rise dependant on their degree
Best to rise in what you be
As you satisfy your jury of one
And hear your own – well done.

 

Three Became One

THREE BECAME ONE

“How do I look?”
We cared with youthful vanity
back in the day.
Setting ourselves on display

But all of this
was longing
for acceptance
in mutual admiration society

The connections were made
That lasted and didn’t last

We grasped at life
Clinging and letting go
With equal intensity

But it was all of youth’s
interminable searching
for a soul mate
while the inner-inner man
lay dormant
starved of the true reality

A Messiah is coming
Came
Remained
Completed
Three parts full
Vacuum gone

I fell into the water that was Living
Buoyant in spiritual love
Lovely word – redeemed
Maturing quickly and gradually
at the same time

With and in
the ups and downs
of life
– of all lives

But sustained throughout
and from then on
I was – borne up
on wings of eagles

Splendid things to come

Two become one
He governs me
with humility

Then she came
and three become one
in holy matrimony

 

 

 

 

 

Stray Day

STRAY DAY

A stray day
One that got off the schedule

Suddenly at a stand still
Programmed brain interrupted

Look at his hands in his pockets
A forlorn look upon his face
Lost – he is
Doesn’t know what to do
with himself

He isn’t used to his engine
being turned off

He looks for the return
of the trapeze
so he can act
and launch himself
into the next task

A day gone adrift
An unwritten day
A day disjointed from
the scheme of things

Here he stands
a man
that can’t be still

‘Be still and know that I am God’
Psalm 46/10

 

Writing a Song

WRITING A SONG

A couple of times
He couldn’t make it rhyme
So he boogied the riff
And paused – to flick his quiff

He couldn’t make it work
So considered himself ‘a jerk’
‘Call yourself a musician?’
He mused – in recognition
Of his bad hair day
And his condition – of dismay

He thought: ‘I will try later’
Sliding from his chair like an alligator
No sooner away from the deck
and the thoughts came flooding back

Try it this way – try it that
‘C’mon man – is this all you’ve got?’
Suddenly it came to mind
As he set himself to unwind:
‘I will write the song as though
I can never have another go’

And rising to his own challenge
He at last found he could manage
A song – simple but true
It came out ‘riffy’ and blue

He smiled and marvelled at
The difference the heart’s new format
– Could make – when it came to lyrics of poetry or prose
Now – written without difficulty – I suppose?

 

 

Persuasion

PERSUASION
(fiction)

A quick reference to what had gone before
The minutes of previous meetings

A few facts gathered
Now to present my case

Presented.

Time to leave –
Neutral response

Wait to see what they
come back with

Four new suggestions from me
Four different head movements
of response

Wait it out
One two three…

and on the fourth day
The phone-call
summons:

Appear before the head-movers
To hear the politest rejection

Money for the movie?
Backing for the project?
Enthusiasm for the book?
Promotion for the product…?

It ain’t going to happen.

In response to the unpersuaded:

Some quickly fade away
Some would counsel: ‘insist’
Therefore some push on – obnoxiously
Some actually get their way
And wonder – was it all worth it?

Try again – make it more plain
Re-spin the yarn
Go for it
By hook or crook
Try belligerence…

In all of this the persuasion of the persuader
and the unpersuaded

What are you to be persuaded about today?
Of what persuasion ye be?
Persuasion
Persuasion can change your life
Will you be persuaded?

Who’s going to persuade you anyway?
You don’t like sales persons

“I will come to it in my own good time…”
You say

Well I won’t detain you…
Best plans of mice or men…
Rule of thumb:
Be persuaded always in a good thing.

 

 

Thoughts for the day

THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY

How many words in a thought?
Thought for the day
Hard to stop a thought for the day

I thought I might say:
‘It’s worth some thought’
(Worth thinking about)
But some thought it wasn’t

You approach the thought
In a circumspect kinda way
Is it on board as
your thought for the day?

Thought about thoughts?
Many and varied
Here – then away

You can’t record ‘em all
They are too fast
Fleeting thoughts don’t stay

You have thought about this
– right?
You and your thoughts
exclusive – not inclusive

Unless you share them
or give them away

Thoughts – where would we be
If we didn’t have thought’s company?

Penny for your thoughts
Write ‘em down
Are they grandiose?
Thought so

I will leave you with this thought:
Capture and bottle your thoughts
Make sure they are medicine
Just what the doctor ordered

But I think there’s so much more to say
About thought-life
As there are thoughts that are death
And Christ’s Life that takes ‘em away.

 

 

The Manufacturer’s Way

THE MANUFACTURER’S WAY

Silk purse from a sow’s ear
Ain’t gonna happen
Water from a stone?
Depends…

Buttermilk when there’s
no butter?

Still life
of a moving target?

Over exuberant TV presenter
with nothing reserved for emphasis

Guarded words from the Magistrate
Ineffective for the closed-off criminal

You advance to engage
Make friends
Show yourself friendly

Friendship
much under-estimated
because of it’s bad press

Still
as purses and sow’s ears
don’t gel

There is always
using them for something else.

Nothing is worthless
Though you may feel that way

Let me encourage you –
Find yourself a new potter
to make you – anew

Using the clay you provide
But you must learn the manufacturer’s way

He strips down and replaces
He washes your feet to show
the alternative way
He offers the towel for you to dry
He puts you through the processes
until you come out – shining bright

And watches to see if blemishes
re-appear
and need removed again

His eternal patience leaves us aghast

How can such as He
Remain with such as me?

Indeed
what is man that you are mindful of him?
The Great Potter – remakes the clay

Find the manufacturer’s way