
Nude sculptures, chiselled monuments, aesthetic grace like Angels beauty is explored through music, film and psychedelic drug use.
Life so out of balance a surrealism created like a metaphor, the rhythms of wild passionate desire.
Young and old look to the sky, the universe or God, to expunge life’s torments.
They are prisoners of their wild, brazen, feckless, unctuous urges.
Love is present in friendship and harmony, it is celebrated in the language of poetry, a masterpiece, on TV.
Men and women see death, so temporal, so repulsive, but kill to manipulate power.
Peace is tenuous, unstable, strive for but war is gratuitous and does not discriminate.
Wendi 08/10/2000
A collection of poems and thoughts by Wendi Coles.