poem

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How the days of old wane outside dreamy pink flowers burst bees face deep into the experience hummingbird perched on the rose branch tip a yellow flower sings in the peace dove garden a distorted face reflected back in a glass pane painted golden orange by the sun billowing clouds sculpted into shapes a fire …

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Time 

There is but a bitter sweet taste  that lingers on cycling trivialities  to distract what’s real  corrupt love and friendship leaving a path of senseless destruction  to the one who I loved  but could not love I forgive you  and so  Off I go down these city sidewalks  whose sparkle has been lost some time …

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the fire 

I held her in my arms We spun in dance  Lost in the rhythm of a string  and a piano chord  Together on the ground  spinning Bathed in each other’s beauty   Two embers in a fire burning for an eternity.  🎥 minimoiton  ‘spinning’ 🌍 Nuevo hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘maple syrup on pancakes’ featuring a …

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multi tool 

​​​Lately most of my time has been allocated to drawing, painting and baking! whilst also working in the film industry from time to time. Drawing is a daily practice, this has been the case for as long as I can remember. These are spontaneous drawings mainly as an exercise to free up creative blocks and …

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full circle

seeking the temple eternal walking the path amidst the illusion reaching oneness disrupted  thousandfold the search continues forsaken  nothing gone like wind only to return full circle.  fotoMahaloness a hälts minimotion picture show featuring ‘K-town bliss’ (jack rides his bicycle) c.2016 (soundscape by hälts) ​​​​​

a poem and some pictures from a recent artshow

Lost in the sorrow of a Reality  shattered into a million pieces  while wondering these city sidewalks that sparkle under the purple rain.  (a rainy day deep in contemplation poem) fotoMahaloness                  #purplerain #Mahaloness #hältsART #walking #sorrowandpain #sadness #citylife #spirit #poem #change #contemplation

Fire in the sky

The fire in the sky burns bright the fire in my belly burns like a stove and no one can take that away as I see this journey through. fotoMahaloness images to go with poem, as above so below. art made by hälts, aka Ha Image and word content protected under copyright all rights reserved

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