The bold will find
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The bold will find
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I will write upon these paper leaves
with my eyes — the painted histories
will guide my etch — bright buds in which I sink
are singing — sultry blooms of blushing pink.
I will seize upon these barken sprouts:
imagination — infinite heart-routes
far-traveled by the woodcut-stampèd mind
through centuries — the bold will ever find.
Daily through the veil and through the wind
the sentiments dark shift and cold-portend
some fated crump'ling of the heav'nly Soul;
some dissolution of emphatic Whole.
Yet boldness intervenes with hard debate;
with silver stylus poised — pontificate!
O noble vision studded through with gleams:
you will smooth-inherit gemmèd streams.
Now all I see has turned to diamond fire —
the paper leaves, the hist'ries and their ire:
the frigid shroud and fears of darker days
have parted for my bold and lightward ways.
images and words by @d-pend
created for HIVE on March 31, 2021.
images are original photographs taken with iPhone 8+,
processed with Deep Dream and edited in Final Cut Pro.