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Orchids Blood Poetic Expressions Exploring Emotion and Mental Health. Personal reflections of Darkness and Light. A Beautiful Pain... by Robert Anthony.

A little late night art...excerpt from SEEN (PART 2) Oil Pastel, Charcoal, and Chalk on Paper ORCHIDS BLOOD - Robert Ant...
03/14/2020

A little late night art...
excerpt from SEEN (PART 2)
Oil Pastel, Charcoal, and Chalk on Paper
ORCHIDS BLOOD
- Robert Anthony

HOLD MEHold me, come close see me clearly. I’ve been sleeping too long with nightmares. I need you to wake me. Bring me ...
01/12/2020

HOLD ME

Hold me, come close see me clearly. I’ve been sleeping too long with nightmares. I need you to wake me. Bring me back to life, resuscitate me, mouth to mouth spiritually embrace me.

I went into the water to find me, now I’m lost in the darkness I thought was behind me. Uncharted depths, unknown places, lost within uncomfortable spaces. Dark where the world becomes cold, the secrets of the universe unfold. Find me, tell me the things I should have heard, but never been told. Remind me that I’m forever young, never too old. Get behind me, have my back and stand beside me. Hold me, release me from the waters that in trapped me. Repair the holes where the world has cracked me. Replace these things in me, conflict, guilt and anxiety.

Hold me, sooth my inadequacies. Don’t bore me with fallacies, I’m trapped in dual realities under weighted dichotomy. I’m a stranger in a strange land longing for more. Hold me, hold my hand save me from drowning in this dark liquid quicksand. Hold me in my solitude, embrace me with your fortitude. It’s time for the second act to begin end this interlude. I’m imprisoned wishing you would intrude me. Hold me, come close see me clearly, love me deeply.

ROBERT ANTHONY
8.15.2018
IIX.XV.MMXVIII
8152018
IIX.15
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WHAT IS LOVE?What is love, what is it to care, what is it to know that someone will be there? What is the heart other th...
12/31/2019

WHAT IS LOVE?

What is love, what is it to care, what is it to know that someone will be there? What is the heart other than baggage cart filled with emotion? What is the mind other than I thought filled ocean? What is trust without all the above, can you tell me what is love?

Will you wish upon a star or search the world afar to find a soul match for a perfect par? Will you know on sight or will it require a relationship test flight? Will any odd be too great? Will you move countries are not a single state? Will you settle for anything other than I love that first rate? Can you tell me, is love something you can create?

What is love, what is it to share a life with someone through sickness and strife? What is darkness other than a moment before the light? What is blindness other than a new form of sight? What is the good without the bad, can you tell me what makes love sad? Would love drive you to kill or is it a fleeting cheap thrill, just a spare moment in life to fill? Will you risk it all or never dare to take the fall? How far will you go when love hits the reality wall? Will you fight for what’s right, will you fight for what is fair, or will you pick up and run when love makes you scared? Can you tell me is love something to be feared?

What is love, what is it to build a future, what is love other than something lost and a seeker? What is destiny without a destination other than lust masquerading as love when it’s pure recreation?

What is love, what is it to care, can you tell me who will be there?

ROBERT ANTHONY
9.10.2018
IX.X.MMXVIII
9102018
IX.10
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SHADOWS AT DUSKShadows at dusk sweep the table with wicked desire silencing daylight song in gripping darkness. Lengthen...
12/27/2019

SHADOWS AT DUSK

Shadows at dusk sweep the table with wicked desire silencing daylight song in gripping darkness.

Lengthening lines from nights cool hands cling to the light.

Growing wide and deep the light begins to sleep.

A dream within a dream a cruel twist of fate, a buzzing nightmare, desperate to wake, bloodsucking sting.

Infectious, darkness swallows light, darkness drowns joy.

It devours my essence.

SHHH.

Just sleep and go towards the light.

ROBERT ANTHONY
7.15.2017
VII.XV.MMXVII
7152017
VII.15
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DREAMERA romanticist dream requiem delight in existential   glee. Departure from real into what’s true, blending worlds ...
08/06/2019

DREAMER
A romanticist dream requiem delight in existential glee.
Departure from real into what’s true, blending worlds old a new. Nature’s majesty dancing magicly stirring awe and tragedy. A tapestry woven in tears; cries of love throughout the years piercing serenity with splendid tranquility swirling in endless possibilities.
A romanticist dream a sensory celebration of emotional manipulation. A romanticist dream, Rhapsody in transparencies

ROBERT ANTHONY
VI. MMXVII

08/03/2019

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