Thursday, June 11, 2009

Poems & Inspiration




Lost 2009

Who am I?

who eats birds,

who washes his face in

the Cholera of Days


Ghost, 1983

I felt soft fingers at my throat
It seemed someone was strangling me

The lips were hard as they were sweet
It seemed someone was kissing me

My vital bones about to crack
I gaped into another's eyes

I saw it was a face I knew
A face as sweet as it was grim

It did not smile it did not break
Its eyes were wide and white its skin

I did not breathe I did not weep
I raised my hand and touched its cheek

Update: The Excelsior :http://pa.photoshelter.com/gallery/Excelsior-Days/G0000BwkfQqYj9vk









Thursday, June 4, 2009

Lightstalkers

I have updated my lightstalkers page with extra gallaries.
I hardly ever recieve any feedback on lightstalkers or replies to my posts etc, i feel it is very U.S.A dominated.
This will serve as a temp website until have the time and money to produce a better on than my old clickpic site.

http://www.lightstalkers.org/kirkellingham