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Poetry. By Stuart Hampton.

Mass activity

Neon soup and neon shoes.
Drumming footsteps kick and whistle.
Pickled limbs and trotting hooves.
Lamplight frogs in freckled thistle.

Rubber rose and hockey puck.
Radar spots in tea leaves ripple.
Golden frames blue on black flock.
Suckling thorn of seaweed nipple.

Granite teeth and gleaming eyes.
Woollen wheels tick and griddle.
Frying wood hedge burrowing ties.
Nothing ever finds a middle.

Daily

She not I passed three lanes through orange room seven.
A line rung yellow around dry wall sixteen.
Nose flow crash waved last steel ribbon as lines find time to unwind and recombine.

A shrill cream flicker lost brown droplets of wave.
From nothing sudden space filled room stirred chaos.
I chose to be here with the intention to move on.

The blue man and sight we lost thickened.
Rustle unanswered symbolic vision.
Red bars and talking black shapes will visitors to engage.

I never relived long enough to weave a tapestry of concise complete.
But who said the winds picture wasn’t neat.
My scattered whole frames a window of ever-changing singularity.

Zebra-Universe Part 1 & 2

How do spoons bend under the slim hog-light of cow hooves cactus?
In the purple broccoli-wood music box an orchid sang sweet potato.
The rusty Velcro roots of old seasons musk crack and whip with whistles and sparks.
Along sandpaper dunes eagles dropped a million daisy’s until the sand was white.
A similar thing the next day.

How does a butterfly melt when Orange is sacrificed?
Never has old grey mountain forged a time encrusted plane.
Buzz of black and yellow buzz through a dot and then a hole.
Until a shadow holds a droplet of light-crackle bang bang.
The tumbling rocks clang through plastic tubes and footsteps become prints in the sand.

Election

Rooster- you mustard loose.
Jelly fish for un-comings.
A brass hole with handle,
And it squeaks a clapping corn.
A mighty dog ruffle.
Rule said blue-drop.
The fist fell high, crack.
The moths sprayed wing-dust,
Then everyone could fly.
Rooster- you mustard loose.

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Painted pictures- using acrylic paint on stretched canvas.

Time well spent

Old Friends

Bob Dylan

The Who

John Peel

The Velvet Underground

Joy Division

In a world of my own.

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Hourglass

Summer came to me

Caught in the dots.

Night whispers

Faraway

Solace

Warm shoulders

Momentary Lapse

Fragments in time

Lot

No turning back

Those who look away

Eleanor

Collective dreams.

Transcendence

Sunshine in mind.

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Digital Artwork- Using computer technology.

Half asleep

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Poetry. By Stuart Hampton.