Mancanza di...

This city doesn’t come to you

You have to seek out the city

The bubble will burst if you go too fast

You will leave me again
I know this now
The return to self to
Begin again alone

This love will remain but the distance rushes in

Pull me beyond this scope
Refocus on new horizons
Carry me in your heart

It’s never enough
I can’t live on so little even if I should

These windings paths that turn us around
till we stop
Cross our hearts and hope to fly

Mancanza di…
Di che cosa?

The purpose is missing…
Or am I?

Reflective Reflection

Mister Jones

Jumble Rumble I Tumble
Turn quickly slipping slower
Tolls of times, eliminating virtue
Tangents clouding destiny

Mis-Matched Made in Heaven
Fitting forms that were made to stand alone
Set apart – Stony –
Still – Set Forth

The journey unfolds forward,
frequently stopping for sight-seeing searches
For fresh sensations…

Clearly Caring Cuts Chords Causing Cacophany…
Diss-Harmony

Turn it around until you are bound to return

TIMING pause HERE

Hold on Mis ____________
Miss Understood

Dischord Dissonance Deep
Touch the Button to Reset

Seeking the floating soul to bounce off of,
In the place of Sound Symphonies

Play it again Jones
Play me for a fool
Play games like you
Play chords

The perfect pitch that prohibited hearing beyond notes
The ones that pulled tales from ships sunk centuries ago
Striking strings to secret fears and foul play

Not my game
I set in motion an abyss
Delving deeper than dark surfaces
And colored appearances

Touching tangible pain in three syllables
Speak now or forever hold your peace…

If I could erase words I would tell another tale
Precedence over punishments enforced in silence…
A presence profoundly felt flowing forth forever

Letterbound

Preziosa?
What is it that I am writing?

All pieces already played
Arrangements in fragments

Collections exponentially
Compounded integers

Carefully crafted revealing all and nothing
Simultaneously

Push for meaning sacrificing artifice
Symbols standing ceremonially

Composites of instants fleeting
Marking time and presence
Lasting impressions of existence

Handwriting as extension of creation

Lines essentially

Mystic Landscape

Light Wings

Reclaim Truth

Strength through Recognition
Stability through Knowledge
Integrity through Responsibility
Freedom through Liberation


Power = Peace
Reclaiming a life that was previously communal property

Cast the past away and embrace presence
There is truth in the unknown
Blind to what is, the creation of a tale

A driving force, a release
Let it fly … Don’t hide
Behind a story of your own creation

Multiply

 

Musing on the Muse

 

The Muse of the Post Poc

 

Light Workers

 

Fiery Forms

 

Leave Long Shadows

 

Industrial Sunflowers

 

Mirroring Multiples

 

Contrasting Lights

 

Magestic Moment

 

On the Road Again

 

Creating Castles

 

Magical Hues and Venetian Blues

 

Pure Glow

 

Portal to Possibility

Open Dimensions

At the end of the tunnel...

Circumspection of Circumstances

Shadowy Shades of Shapes

Onward and Upward

Bright Nights

On Fire

Ballerina Lite

Sticks n Stones

POST APOC POSE

Stories in Paint

Nature Paints Pictures For Us

The fabric of fragrant fibers...

Dream Weavers

The Cornerstone

Proper to Any Gathering

Proper to Any Gathering from Keith Telfeyan on Vimeo.

HARMONY HOLIDAY ~ INSPIRATION ~ 2011 ~ A Keith Telfeyan Creation

Love Openly Live Fully

Love with Your Whole Heart

In the spiritual path, there's nothing to get, and everything to get rid of. Obviously, the first thing to let go of is trying to "get" love, and instead to give it. That's the secret of the spiritual path. One has to give oneself wholeheartedly. Whatever we do half heartedly, brings halfhearted results. How can we give ourselves? By not holding back.

Ayya Khema, "What Love Is"
http://www.tricycle.com/dharma-talk/what-love

Leave Your Mark

Derby Does Downtown