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Airtafae Almaedin
Metal rose Dethorned Hammered and welded Glossed and stained Perfumed Oil dipped Alive Stem beating With its spirit So dulcet Willing, when asked, To be tangible Perfume Of metal rose Perfuse diffuse Quiet incense Heavy in the hand Calm spirits Stainless stem Anodized petals Created with care Rose oil stained Letting its spirit Become infinitelyContinue reading “Airtafae Almaedin”
Fabricated Rose
Dart Flower
This was a project taken up about some point in the latter half of my senior year of high school. If I remember correctly, I originally set out to make it for a peer in that class whom I admired, though I never ended up giving it to her. I have a difficult complex whenContinue reading “Dart Flower”
Wire Rose Close-up
Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/5.6; 1/100; ISO-400; 55mm. Click here for a little more detail.
Wire Rose
Thin mechanical wire and copper wire, with an 8 gauge black wire center. After the Dishonored Mask Build I felt pretty struck by the idea of mechanical flowers because I think I saw one of my peers making one during class one day. This is autumn of 2014, and I had intended it as a gift forContinue reading “Wire Rose”
Rosy White Alcove
Rosy White Alcove Sitting street level on an ottoman Inside a bay window Looking out of Rose stained glass, We’re looking at the people On the sidewalks In between the walls Of our tea mugs. We’re looking out of Cold bay window panes With droplets Of cloud fodder Playing on its surface. You’ve got yourContinue reading “Rosy White Alcove”
Sullied Rose
Sullied Rose I stood before a man who desired To examine the thorns of my rose So I let him Impaling them into his eyes How dare he desire How dare he question me A shadow A god I am almighty, and he is a peasant He deserved his wish To see my rose WhatContinue reading “Sullied Rose”
Aesthetica
Aesthetica It’s cold Prickly from blunted spikes Like wrapping tendrils That snake and twist around an arm It vibrates Gently making friction It’s warm in a hand And is worth many mythologies To who should hold The legendary gold Which they cannot touch Lest they gain insight So disciplined And strong The mortal coils ShuffleContinue reading “Aesthetica”
The First Phrase
The First Phrase When we heard that our invaders Gathered many, on the horizon We sent our fabled light brigade Out to combat the pitch black swell Among our warriors was a voyager A figure of legend in those borderlands Wielding a bright burning rose Brandishing light against unjust foes Towns and villages knew hisContinue reading “The First Phrase”