Art adventure · Poems

Robbin Kristoffer

2014-07-16 09.13.14

WISHING TO COMBINE MY NEW FOUND VISUAL WORK TO POEMS THIS EVOKED MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD MOVING TO MANHOOD. MEET MY FRIEND ROBBIN

 

Robbin Kristoffer

 

Wooded idea head dream past youth tasted quite gone

Gone with the membraned, honey picked floating mixture

Memories moulding into new bound sensible wisdom or is it

Sense of purpose or not

Foundation of beauty or just plenty to determine

 

To much to secure, to do, to establish

Status, a place in the world not complete in belief

Trust broken and risks at a distance

Considered bleating, no true emotions allowed to surface

 

Normal, not one existing, not just existing; playtime for gentle folk

Why the games should end maybe not

Return to the beginning, an illusion, a real dialogue with truth

Seek, pain is but a vision

A future, a past, all one in collaboration

 

A team player part of the larger

Lone star trooper a power leader

Prince of lightness a cream coloured Cadillac

A fast car, super star, an army chief

A super hero money making genius

A giver not taker

Life will be

Breathe in and out

Hope

 

 

July 16th

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