David Jackson

Mystical Photographs wanted for Mystical House Film

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PARTICIPATION OPPORTUNITY for Mystical House Productions. There are not enough people connected to www.facebook.com/MysticalHouseProductions yet to make it viable so I am asking all of you to share this message on your site. LET’S MAKE A LITTLE MOVIE WITH YOUR MYSTICAL PHOTOGRAPHS. Each person who would like to, send up to 3 “mystical” photographs that you have taken yourself. Everyone participating gets credit in the film. I will produce it. I have original music already and will write some words. You may also write a few words to go with the pics you send. Send submissions to Belinda Subraman at gypsysubmissions@yahoo.com. Please share this message far and wide.

 

 

mys·ti·cal

adj.
1. Of or having a spiritual reality or import not apparent to the intelligence or senses.
2. Of, relating to, or stemming from direct communion with ultimate reality or God: a mystical religion.
3. Enigmatic; obscure: mystical theories about the securities market.
4. Of or relating to mystic rites or practices.
5. Unintelligible; cryptic.

Fear Poem by David Michael Jackson

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We blacklisted those who
made us fear ourselves

It was us, not them.

We were there

We were there
John Brown.

We were there.

We were there in Berlin.

It’s is not they
it is we.

We stood by
millions were burned.
We were fearful.

We stood by while
the talk infested our
neighbors,

the talk of fear

for communism
for drugs
for 19 guys with box cutters
for Mexicans.

We climbed out of the sewer of our
collective fear
into the sunshine of truth
once, a long time ago
in a place called Congress
and we told a man called McCarthy
where to stick his fear
and if we have to
by God
we’ll do it again.

david michael jackson june 28 2012 editors@artvilla.com send peace

Kangaroo Song SarahJayne Balash

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Kangaroo – SarahJayne Balash (original) from SarahJayne Balash on

From Clarksville, Tennessee – SarahJayne Balash

We think there is talent budding. Maybe we should take the last train to Clarksville or just wait for her in Nashville! Look out SarahJayne writes her own songs and is unabashedly presenting them already. Showmanship starts early.

An artist always represents a moment. This moment is captured so beautifully. It is refreshing to see young talent portray a part of our lives. When it is done too well it is often professional. When it’s done just well enough it is often art.
Thank you Sarahjayne for making our day.

the-Kangaroo Song SarahJayne Balash

Nurse Appreciation Poem

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nurse appreciation poem

Age makes destruction of minds–
stubborn machines.
Word salad is served with weather,
hooks to passing signals in the stratosphere.

L., in her 90s, leopard skin top,
no bottoms, one over the knee valentine’s sock,
speaks sunshine and storm in the same breath.
She is looking for Ohio in Texas
not knowing what state she’s in
or room.

T., is stalked by the devil,
paces the hall in fear,
wants to explain but can’t.
A fist forms as his eyes cry out,
“Get me out of here!”

S., shouts obscenities,
demands his dead wife help him,
rises and falls from his wheelchair,
is caught before he is floored by reality
and physical pain.

Nurses hold hands with despair,
serve gentleness with sedation,
talk to the lights within.
Storms blow over, devils disappear.
Mother is waiting in the next room
to tuck them in.
A smile emerges through the clouds.
Compassion is the language
always understood.

Nurse Appreciation Poem copyright 2012 Belinda Subraman

Abstract Flower Painting

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Flowerman the Abstract Flower Painting

Flower Man.


He’s Flower man,
the abstract flower painting.
He’s ready
to fight
for beauty is truth

for sunshine

for bees

He’s here to fight for bees

and you better not get in his

way

he’s Flower man

the abstract flower painting

and he’s had it with the way you are treating his bees

and you better watch out Mister

 

 

 

Flower Man the Abstract Flower Painting by
david michael jackson   june 25 2012  editors@artvilla.com  send jam and jelly