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Neurotica What'd you say
Neurotica?
I felt it
Through a mist
I saw it
Through a mirror
I held it close
Like a woman
Like a shield
Like a blanket
Like a sword
A machine gun
In my fists
To defend me
From myself
From a hard world
From my heartbreak
From a lasso
Trying to snare me
To ensnare me
In myself
With myself
In my dreams
In my passions
With my feelings
Dark and lonely
From my past
Like an echo
From my future
Like an arrow
Hold my shield up
My neurosis
To protect me
But it's a woman
And now she's bleeding
From an arrow
Through her heart

copyright J. Shidler 1999-12-06
D And D Out along the edge
And flirting with my vision,
A demon everlasting,
A spectre with a mission.
He's painted with a cloak,
Depicted with a sickle,
But this demon is amorphous,
A dark visual tickle.
A surreptitious stalker
With footfalls nonexistent,
If ever I ignore him
Then becoming more insistent.
In standing in the sun
He lurks in distant shadows;
In passing through the dark
He slings black poisoned arrows.
A nick from such a missile
Draws a veil across my eyes,
Puts a hand around my throat,
And stifles all my cries.
The world around me fades,
No family, no friends,
And whispers tell of safety,
Sweet release after the
The Center Path Where I walked the angels ran,
Their purity maligned,
With horrified faces as I laughed,
Disquieted by my kind,
Not quite evil, not quite good,
I walk the center path.
Approached by emissaries from either side,
I just walk and laugh.
The center path is lonely;
I alienate my friends
Who turn to good or turn to dark.
I can't commit to them.
My road is in the middle,
It was chosen long ago.
It was given to me to know both sides,
And in my work they're shown:
Lightness into dark,
Darkness into light,
But when the two collide in battle
It's all alone that I must fight.

Where I walk the demons run;
They can't abide my face
Wh
Sandpaper Spiderwebs I looked out of the window today and saw
...sandpaper spiderwebs.
on one hand they were soft and smooth to wind me until I couldn't move
Was that a spider's poison?
I could dream then
I could dream then

On the other hand sandpaper wore me through
my skin so thin it felt so smooth
Until I was blood and bones.

I walk these rooms to keep from gloom
But my dreams are mine outside of this room
of "panes"
With sandpaper spiderwebs
Do you?

copyright J. Shidler 2011-07 use with permission please.

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Chinese Scholars' Meditation Garden,
Staten Island Botanical Gardens,
Staten Island, New York, USA

My most recent shoot. The weather clouded up just after our arrival onsite, so many of the shots had a washed-out look to them. Since I felt many of the compositions were strong, I took matters into my own hands using Photoshop. Maybe not appealing to photo purists, they still inpired the artist in me. Partly the purpose of garden's designers, I think.
Feel free to comment/critique.
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~turtaieu Jun 15, 2008  Hobbyist Photographer
Nice processing! :)

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