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"Whispers of the Rising Sun:
Fans of Japan, Reflections of Thought"
©2003 Colveyco & JV Harvey ArtWorks


Music by: Windy

Digital Photos of Prints
by Damian Zacar, Studio City CA

Poetry #316

ALL THINGS IN TIME

End streets,
Wait,
Bus stop corner,
Speaking young man
Another location
Where details recalled the ability
Allowing flash push button
Opening 'room' to view
Gallery space.
The overflow chart
On the wall
Showed four blocks filled,
Not just three.
Ideas relationship
That could be
Outside the normal framework,
The actual payment for space
Card processing purchases,
Prior to the opening
Framework season's there!
Related to the advance
Thought of today's events
A month later.
All things in time and
The best for all concerned.
The Universe is in full support
Of everything we do,
Create,
Concepts are actions,
Perceptions are actions.....
NOW! NOW! NOW!


Poetry #317

BLINKING CAMERAS EYE

Where is the life
In this place
Where I am,
That's where!
The place
At center
To create a space
Where it happens...
Yes, that's done!
You are here,
Where you are,
In such a next...?
That space
The walls
That brings forth
Life from the people,
Who in multitudes come
To partake in the show,
Who come to purchase work,
To connect with their inner life,
To tap the center of their being,
To bring change,
Growth and development,
Excitement and the spontaneous
That lies sleeping,
To awaken and burst forth!
To open senses to the unseen,
To the spirit that magically
Transforms all that it moves through.
Build it so people can connect,
Can see more than the physical,
See the energies,
Feel the flow,
Life surging consciousness,
The Divine in all things,
Collected materials,
In a world created an art form,
Takes itself seriously
It's desire for permanence
Springs but in a moment and
Disappears in the next!
Blinking,
One may even miss,
The thought
It's existence...
The wind blows
The leaves,
Rustling sounds
Unseen force
That moves,
The breath of creation.
Freed the ticking clock
A moment
Brings all things forth,
A light to the cameras eye,
That cannot capture
But a glimpse of an illusion
Through it's lens.
Driven to express the inexpressible
Until we let it go
To observe
Itself as witness
To the Divine
From which the observer emerges
In the flash!
The strain overcoming,
The moment!
Light streams through
Colorless fields,
Breaking dreams,
Prismed pyramid
Pinpoint source,
Flow words
Formed at base.
Face form,
Next to it,
Hair energy and eye
Futuristic
Robed,
Collar light head,
Falling
To form
The form.

©2002 - JV Harvey