Friday, January 25, 2013

Inspiration






"What do you believe you've seen?"

"They say seeing is believing."

"But, the true question is,
'What do you believe you've seen?'" S7L



Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Pale Shadows: Wednesday Wake-Up Call 03.10.12


Image: Chief Sitting Bull

Fog appears on the road.
A silence encompasses the land.
No past, no future, only present,
Only now, is at hand.

On the path are many travelers.
All traveling through time and space.
Floating along their pathless paths,
As pale shadows fill this place.

Walking, but not walking.
Clothed, but not clothed.
Smiling, but not smiling.
Dreams within a dream.

Talking, but not talking.
Weeping, but not weeping.
Dancing, but not dancing.
Dreams within a Dream.

On the path are many travelers.
Coming to restore this sacred place.
Wielding staffs of silvern light,
To live again in grace.

Fog rises from the road.
A silence encompasses the land.
No past, no future, only present,
Only now, is at hand.

2012 Roger Allen Baut

Ghost Dance





Saturday, September 29, 2012

Tides of Change

[Baut Images: High Tide]


The tides of change are coming.

The planet rotates on it's axis.

Lorna Doone plays the piano.

You sip a cup of Jasmine tea,

Whilst I rid the skies of lies.

The tides of change are coming.
Species dying every day.
Miley Cyrus gets a ticket.
As a meatloaf burns in the oven,
And I play the game to win it.

The tides of change are coming.
More mercury in Blue-fin Tuna.
And banksters filled with dread.
So, read that book Priscilla,
As I write for Natasha Head.

The tides of change are coming.
As the grids break down again.
Time for Project Runway to end.
Now, go grab a muffin Amanda,
And I'll have a sandwich of sand.

The tides of change are coming.
Doesn't matter what we want.
The battle is close at hand.
So listen to wind and water,
For it's happening 'cross the land.

The tides of change are here!

The planet careens in it's orbit.

Elton John smashes his piano.

You sip a bottle of water,

Whilst I'm off to the Isle of Skye.

2012 Roger Allen Baut

Once again you have a poetic triplet
composed 
of an image, poem and video.