This acylic painting on wood was done during January 2016, it was one of three I did just before returning to sketching . This was a very popular site for me growing up as a child.
Please priorities pursue!
I pitch my pointer, my preferred plea
Posed upon and purposely pure.
Proposing penance on persons who plunder
And place power before people.
It pertains plainly to the poor exploited
By a plushed pack preoccupied with polluting pride,
Protraying publicly a pretended pledge
Is it premature to perceive a path of perpectuate peservation?
It puzzles me, the piles of pursuing probes,
Painfully prying for a piece of personal property.
A prayer to pool participation
And prepare the population for pellucid policies
Pause, push panic aside, have a peaceful poise
While pulling practicality and prolonged
privileges into perspective.
Permission to preach,
“No more palmed mouths, paled face we pant
Planked, politely we’d poled, then were patiently played,
Pawned by perted phrases,
Pinced and poked, padlocked by pressure,
Potholes puncture tires, police on pavement passes to see plight,
In need of repair.
Now partially paralysed and pleas for a paramedic
Pores pour perspiration, pulses partly present
These particular pains are party pangs
Perhaps my patchy points prick your ears.
R A P
‘Fear floods while filling the faltering figures’ feet with false footing.
He fell flat but his flinching friend fainted from fright. The fifth fact, his father’s frequent fury was fuzzy for a few.
“No frivilous foreigners frolicking in my fields.”
With a flawed finger he forbid.
Frank frees himself from flaunted foliage and finds Fancy fallen face down on the fruit trees’ floor. Flesh freshly frayed but she’s fit to flee as fate’s the focus and frightfully so, if found a full flogging for Frank and a fervent fire for Fancy.
“Friendships are fickle and futile!” flayed a father firmly frigid.
“Freak!!” How feeble a floppy factor with its faulted front. Their frienship’s fight isn’t ficitious.
Though fatigued they followed the fence, the farthest fraction of the field facing the factory.
Finally faith folds into every fiber with feelings not feigned. Forged as family and in forgiveness their future is a fountain which flows with favourable flexibilities, they figure…’
R A P
Proverbs 1 advises if sinners entice
Block one’s ear, surrender never, reverse.
Pray tell why it is a bully can recruit simpletones to collab in mischief?
Sheep that follow and willingly plummet over
The cliff of lawless senselessness.
None erect to oppose but all yield
Like a stack of dominoes on parade
One slip and they all falling down come
Tumbling towards dumbness
Void of true sense
Not enough to make a dollar.
But the passion that fused such misguided unity
Can be rectified in a 180,
And ignite the spark of positivity.
But which one will leap against the grain?
Which will take an insane stance and resist
The urge to give in?
I certainly hope and pray to tell
That one would be wise
And be the true leader.
R A P
Say the thing you mean
And mean it when you speak
Though not in rudeness but
Allow conviction to leak.
Your words ought always be true
Especially when coming from you
Let them be concise whether you lie,
Sit or kneel.
Expel all misunderstandings in your delivery
With clean cut motives deal your hand
Make no discrepancy on where you stand.
Turn the volume down, ent no need to scream
There are several ways to shy being mean.
Your point, meets the perspective more intently.
With others readily acecpting your sincerity.
Most times it’s not the context of what was said
But over more the attitude of what is being read.
R A P
Second protrait on paperfrom my Blackbook. White Charcoal, White and Cream Coloured pencils by Derwent and Prisma.Second piece of Angelina.
First sketch on black paper using Derwent Tinted Charcoal and Graphitint pencils. A new approach other than standard white or nuetral coloured paper.
The stillness of night
Is broken by colour
The flutter of a papillon’s wings
As he rests on the bedding of
These two have met before, it seems
As they engage in an exchange
In their non verbal waltz til
The break of light.
R A P
So I relaxed myself
Though upright on a bench
Amidst trees and plants
Separated by brickwork
In the center of retail spaces
Underneath shade, in the tropics
And enjoying the fresh seabreeze.
Calm is desired at this moment
And I have lingered so it can sit beside.
Some are about their business
While I mind my own,
As I sip on my shake
With mobile in hand and type
R A P
I see we’ve gotten accustommed to treatments mal
And them expect as norm
Some even reciprocated.
That derailed attitude
Which lacked knowledge and due care.
It welcomed me yesterday.
From lips and behaviour of this so-called attendant
On the job attending to their own needs to be bothered with me.
No greet with “Hello” furthermore
A smile seems for the pay grade above.
But has it slipped that counters turn
Guess I should extend the benefit of doubt
But I am doubtful Manners sit on any of these shelves
And Courtesy is never allowed in.
Excuse me but your rudeness will
Be rewarded today
With my back, but I will not lack to leave a tip
A thought for you to mull over
Service is a boomerang and ought always be excellent
Thank you kindly for yours.
R A P