“Garnet” an artwork, a poem and a song.

ABOUT ME AND MY ART

Painting

Poem

Song

Painting

“Fairground”

Poem

“Walking On Eggshells”

Walking On Egg-shells.

walking on: eggshells, cornflakes, drawing pins, 
with no sound
grasping at straws
no no-man's-land singing tonight 

only plummeting angels, who whisper fairytales 
as their feathers scatter and their golden and black, curly, flowing hair 
stretches out behind them, 
undisturbed robins, chirruping in its folds and fissures  
and sparkling, elegant strands. 

Plummeting, they all go, 
whistling, at last, no-man's land songs, 

cups, saucers and saucepans 
scattering behind them.



Song

5th Element

“Amethyst” Picture, Poem and Song

Portrait (oil on canvas) by Tony Chapman

 Ireland Holiday. 
Poem by Tony Chapman - finished.
 
Ireland Holiday.
 
All good things
come
to an end.
 
Sheer:
vicious
barbed wire
rusty edges.
 
A happy time was had by all
all good things come to an end. 
 
Bare your teeth
bite the hand
that doles out good times
then takes them back.
 
Put:
the sunset:
into a black, lead-lined box.
Bury it out on the mud flats.
 
Put:
the grey stone hills
the curlew's call
the rock wall
the torn sky
the seabird‘s cry
the warm wind
the salt sea
the soft arm
the breath of life
the embrace
the laughter
that releases
dry leaves and flying bullets
 
into a black box
(lead-lined for preservation)
and bury it
far out ,
on the mud flats
deep
so it won't be found
for a million years
 
then
wander back
to the concrete jungle:
twisting of limbs
paintscraper of skins
sandpaper of bones.
 
All good things
 
come
 
to an end.
 
                              (Ireland).
 
 

Verse 4 of Love Has Caught Me …. verse 5 in next Blog

then I meet your eyes, and all the skies they no longer cave-in on me

and I touch your skin, you let me in and I’m living in exstacy

LOVE HAS CAUGHT ME

“Turquoise” Picture, Poem and Song



Picnic Poem 
by Tony Chapman. 
 

having a picnic 
high up, on a vertical wall

we sit horizontally, 
watching our hard-boiled eggs
fall

"Whoops, there goes the jam, 
and the packets of chrisps" 

trying to drink orange juice,
but it pours out of the mug
in gravity's general direction.

having a picnic under the sea
the fish swim by and smile at me
then my salad floats away,
my raw food crackers too
and a friendly octopus
drinks my orange juice

having a picnic on the cold north pole
my orange juice is frozen solid
so I make a hole 

in the ice 

to fish through ... 

“LOVE HAS CAUGHT ME” by Tony Chapman VERSE 2 … (verse 3 in next blog)


2nd verse of “Love Has Caught Me”

I’m falling so fast, nothing will last,

I’m tipping right off the edge

I’m walking on air, then I despair

I’m slipping right off the ledge

Love has caught me

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