M5 PROJECT 2 – PRACTICE – WRITING – DEVELOPMENT/WIP/FINALISING

This post will just be a space for my writing in both my micro films and my zine. This space will contain wips, developments and finalisations so this post will be continuously updated (hopefully).

Micro Films

The Wandering Mind

I’ve written two separate poems for The Wandering Mind. Looking at the second piece I have written I could re-purpose that for my Zine, I’ve taken two lines from it and I’m in the process of trying out an idea (photos shot, just need to work out the edit). So there are lots of options to combine my writing and weave it between my pieces.

1st Piece – written 13/5/2020

Let me wander endlessly between clouds and fairy floss skies.
I want to visit my favourite cities once more,
my heart yearns for their streets.
In gardens I will seek the calm ponds
and evaporate into the fragrance of flowers.
So please don’t wake me from this semiconscious state,
for reality shackles me to the earth,
urging me under it’s skin.
However I pray I don’t slip into a deep sleep,
for the dreams are nightmarish
and cling to my skin
from the darkness,
their nails sharp
but at least I’m not afraid.

Quick little rewrite (since filming) – rewritten 19/05/202

Let me wander endlessly between clouds and fairy floss skies.
I want to visit my favourite cities once more,
my heart yearns for their streets.
I will wander for eternity within seconds,
In gardens I will seek the calm,
ponder and evaporate
into the fragrance of flowers.

So please don’t wake me from this sweet semiconscious state,
because the waking world holds me too tightly,
and urges me under it’s skin.
It’s dirt too cold and dark for my warm gentle heart.

However please don’t let me slip into a deep sleep,
for the melancholy dreams cling to my skin,
violent, bright and menacing,
searching endlessly,
protecting nothingness,
but at least I’m not afraid.
So please just leave me in a sweet semiconscious state.

2nd Piece – written maybe on the 17/05/2020?

The night is no place for rest,
wide eyes decorated with navy blue undertones,
underneath a restless mind
stirs.
I fall asleep with books
and journals
and pens between my sheets,
I either need too let it all out or distract myself from it,
the thoughts.
So much,
all the time,
running through.
Half awake I wander through life but my days are for my dreaming.
How beautiful is it all?
I melt into the blues and pinks.
Can’t you hear it?
Wandering beloved cities,
loosing
sense         of
t   i   m  e
Distant memories of the world,
replaced with flowers
and soft grass
and loved ones.
The adventures are endless.

Oh sorry what did you say?

I think I like this more for my Zine, with piece one I can loop it and it starts off in a day dream and ends in a nightmare. However piece two flows between waking and dreaming too much to work with my footage I feel.

Though The Frame – written 13/5/2020

What are the things that you hold on to?
Gripping so tightly,
knuckles white and arms draped.
The memories,
The places,
The words.
They make you who you are,
or do they?
Are they things you hide behind?
or versions of a dream like self,
floating out of your grasp.
So easily you slip between the cracks,
unsure,
confused.
What memories are you clinging to?
What places are you protecting?
What words are you growing?
Is it safe for you here?
To create is to destroy.
Who will you be today, tomorrow?
What versions lie in pieces?
What are he things that you hold onto?

I was unsure about my current footage and this written piece but now revisiting my writing with I have the footage I have, I think although my footage is quite violent in a sense I can definitely layer it between a softer footage and with the sort of disconnected narration it will have an effect similar to The Midnight Gospel which would be wonderful. I’m not afraid of having a large disconnect between my words and images.

Zine

Semi-Blank page

I want to have a blank page with a small bit of poetry, it will be a space for rest and reflection. For the Zine’s playlist David Bowie’s “Moss Garden” will be offered as something to listen to while on this page. So far I have two pieces of writing that are possible candidates. I light the shortness of piece 1 but I like the gentleness of piece 2.

Piece 1 – written 13/05/2020

Stop for a moment,
Just fall,
into the blank,
this nothingness will not hurt you.

Piece 2 – written 17/05/2020

Just rest here for a moment.
The world beyond these pages has made you weary.
Enjoy the blank space between these lines,
and the outside world.
Let the curves of my letters hold you.
It will be okay.

Grey Rain – written 23.05.2020

It’s raining again,
the grey kind of rain,
soft and hopeless,
it turns the asphalt a darker shade of black,
in pools it mirrors a bleak sky,
it makes me long for spring rain,
bright and hopeful,
caught in sunshine.
but for now I will admire the grey rain,
and find comfort in it’s slow melodrama.

Flowers in the cracks – written sometime in April

So she took the worst parts and sowed them like seeds into her cracks,
and now everyday she looks upon her garden,
and gifts her flowers to others through,
kind words and ears that listen.

Flowers in the cracks – rewrite 24.05.2020

So you took the worst parts and sowed them like seeds,
into the soft earth between the cracks they left you with.
Nourished with your silent midnight tears,
a garden now blooms in your soul,
bursting from beneath your skin.
You’ve become a safe haven for others.
They shelter between your petals and kind words.

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