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the nowhere machine strikes gold

 

a mask or so ago

we felt the river flow

an endless rippling wave

eternal moments saved

within its ceaseless motion

the river meets the ocean

absorbed in all its glory

it learns another story

of larger issues when

the flowing never ends

a cycle set for spinning

eternally and winning

loud and rich and bold

producing newfound gold

a nudge a mighty mod

of prayer offered to God


(listen. when the answer

comes let's be ready

to write down exactly

what we hear...)




-- douglas brent smith


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Man with Three Hands

  Man with Three Hands - mixed media collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1998, from Journal #33, Life In Progress

Note to Self 20230423

If you keep working your craft you will be amazed at how much you've learned and how much more there is yet to learn. -- doug smith  

This Won't Hurt A Bit

  This Won't Hurt A Bit -- collage by douglas brent smith

One Small Corner of an Ocean

  One Small Corner of an Ocean - sketch by douglas brent smith

Truth and Honesty

Wrestle with this if you will. Honesty isn't always truthful, and truth isn't always honest -- combining the two is a delicate art seldom mastered. -- doug smith

Going Up?

  Going Up? collage, mixed media by douglas brent smith, from Journal #33, Life In Progress, 1998

Gears of Joy

  Gears of Joy, collage by Douglas Brent Smith This is page 305 of Journal #33, Life in Progress. 

Who Let the Horse In?

  It's a wonderful sensation  to ride a horse I was so small the horse so large calm, under control, yet understanding that I was not under control we were equal partners on the horse's terms and when the barn came up it was time to go home so galloping we did Who Let the Horse In? - sketch by Douglas Brent Smith, 1998, from Journal #33, Life In Progress.

Wild Towers

  Wild Towers -- collage by Douglas Brent Smith Notes: In the lower right corner is one of my favorite photos -- my brother Dave and me at Grandmom and Grandpop Rogers' house. If you look closely you can see Grandpop Rogers sitting in his chair. He was probably reading the newspaper, the Bridgeton Evening News. It was a great newspaper in those days and Grandpop read it front to back every night. There are more clear versions of this picture, probably even in other collages because I love it so much. Those were wonderful days and I miss my little brother so much. 

Why Gamble?

The less we make our world look like a casino the better off we'll be. -- Doug smith Notes: Just for fun, I added this collage. It is not a casino.