Finally the man who enjoys referring to himself in the third person returns! It is wonderful to be back, he says, amongst you all and as it happens I/he, have/has, etc, come back refreshed and have more positivity in my writing.
After being dispirited for many reasons, not least my annoyance at my own writing standard, I have now turned the corner and am ready to roll out a bunch more posts and hoping to add more variation to my repertoire.
Recently I have been rediscovering why I l love the English language and all those rare and exotic word combinations, so today I shall be posting a piece of my own work as certain people over the last 7-8 months have been telling me to do, and you know who you are…
But like all modern films, there is a bit of a twist in such as I won’t be giving you any context to my words, I would much rather view them through your eyes so any comments and critiquing would, as always, be greatly received. Call it an experiment if you like, but I think the context at this point is a tad irrelevant as everyone will interpret it differently. Now if you will excuse me I have a mountain of blog posts and correspondence to catch up on…
The devastating concoction of the raging opalescence of your firmament, fragmenting against the star streaked sky, provides me staggeringly effervescent dreams of the hitherto corporeal. Conjuring a scene, an image, created of mysterious meetings on a twilight field the place where we steal our moments, like a drug that obliterates thoughts of sleep.
Frenetic waves of passion felt, crashing onto the double-edged rocks of optimism, raw and persistent power, unstinting in the powerful intensity of the vortex of unrepentant loneliness.
Vast tumuli meet blazing explosions, the backdrop to the noblest of conquests, unsparing in the inability to please. Reinvigorated light, the sublime cycle of time,the magnificent conjunction of a melancholy hope and a dream of despair.