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Subject: Bridges.
Bridge of no return. Bridge over forever. Bridge on teeth. Bridge I walk over … rope ladder Bridge … Laurel and Hardy carrying an upright piano over a rope bridge . What more is there to say about Bridges? Years ago I was somewhere (longer story) and I met a professional boxer (fists etc.). who…
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“Rosewood” – a Painting, Poem and Song – by Tony Chapman.
todays painting of mine is: “Dancers Kissing”, my poem is “Andromeda’s Cave” and my song is “First Place (accoustic)… hope you enjoy. :-) CLICK PICTURE FOR FULL BLOG
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“Jasmin” – Painting, Poem and Song – by Tony Chapman
I present to you my painting, my poem and my song … hope you enjoy. :-)
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“Azure Blue” – Picture, Poem and Song – by Tony Chapman
Painting “Aliens 1” by Tony Chapman Poem “Come in Number Five” by Tony Chapman Come In Number Five. Poem by Tony Chapman – finished. Come In Number Five. “Come in number five, your time is up.” Life is an endless, showprize conveyor-belt the same a thousand miles back as a thousand…
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“Amber”- Poem, Picture and Song – by Tony Chapman
Painting Sports series 7 : Football Poem Bedtime Poem by Tony Chapman. I’m riding the hint of a wave as the twisting clouds expand and contract and the birds whirl, grey and pink amongst its billowing whiteness, above me Continuum: Mum’s overcoat is under the ground Dad’s overcoat is there too life is…
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“Cowboy Hat Number 5” by Tony Chapman.
Spark of Life song by Tony Chapman VERSE 1 … (VERSE 2 coming soon) when the road is broken and the path is bentwhen words that were spoken didn’t say what they meantwhen a rabbit is caught by an inocent eagle’s clawthe spark of life is still there to reach for
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harmonica thoughts
I started playing harmonica at 15 yrs old. I only just found out I can tune it, replace reeds , keep it going forever it, maintain it. The number of harmonicas I threw away and bought new ones which were very often, also out tune or not in concert pitch. Now I find out I…
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Maze Drawings by Tony Chapman
spontaneous writing on my very own blog: hurtles, backfiring, over the crescent of the yellow hill, dazzled by sunflowers and a myriad daisies and yellow tulips and multiple suns and I’ve been brain washed to thinking what I write and draw can never be quite good enough… what do you think?
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Poem by Robert Desnos
Robert Desnos I’ve Dreamed of You So Much I’ve dreamed of you so much that you’re losing your reality. Is it already too late for me to embrace your living and breathing body and to kiss that mouth which is the birthplace of that voice so dear to me? I’ve dreamed of you so much…
Tony Chapman-Art Music Writing 