Peony Blossoms – Darkness Leads to Light

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“Solo Pink” – Center Street – Wilkinsburg, PA – Many of my flower shots would not be possible if not for my urban environment… In fact… Many of my plant photographs are located on abandoned property… Or in this case… Relocated from abandoned property onto property that is more fitting for the long-term survival of the plant… I can only speculate age in most cases… This particular Peony came from a house that was 100 years old and 15 years abandoned… The original clump was 3-4 feet around…

Darkness Leads to Light

Scent of honeysuckle and peony blossoms…
Dogs barking over police siren cautions…
After dark observations of cats and raccoons…
Crickets are chirping at the crescent moon…

The sound of the breeze in the urban trees…
Cool air against my warm extremities…
Its past midnight and this breeze is just right…
Time in the dark brings meaning to the light…

Time spent in the dark brings meaning to the light…

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“Pink Choir” – Center Street – Wilkinsburg, PA – Another salvaged Peony… Saved by a salvaged human being… Saved from the wrecking ball… Pulled from the shadows of a collapsing world… Saved for a purpose… Like me… And you… After all we all have a purpose… We all have a meaning… We all have the ability to shine light on the darkness surrounding us… Shine on people… Shine on…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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Dreams of Paradise in Orange

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“Perfect Fleabane” – Hamnett Way – Wilkinsburg, PA – Beauty in the ordinary… Hope in the gutter…

Orange glow from the buzzing street lights…
Shining through the blinds of my broken windows…
Cool air sending me off to honeysuckle dreams…
Cool air coupled with the full moons beams

My body is in paradise… But my mind resents…
Among the sleepy trees and urban spring scents…
Surrounded by the energy of those who no longer…
The ability to perceive will only make us stronger…

The pain in your mind is probably a product of me…
Close all the windows… Light a candle and see…
I am still standing… I am a ghosts from your past…
I am a green thumbed vagabond and I expect to last…

Despite your best attempts to silence all my voices…
Talking trash and stacking shit to take away my choices…
I still have a voice… I still have a mind… I still have you…
I still have what most people consider a deeply flawed view…

Reality is relative… Reality is individuality…
Reality is a fucked up place you’d have to cut out of me…
When my mind is idle I dream of the most messed up scenes…
Heroin memories in the gutter dissolve into lucid dreams…

All encompassing reflections of pure misery and pain…
When I’m down I swear needles fall from the sky like rain…
Needles always land with their point to the ground…
Every day I try to scream but can’t muster a sound…

I feel so lost… I feel alone… I feel destroyed… I am beat…
If I had a white flag I would wave it in defeat…
Memories flash through my head like brilliant bursts of light…
Realize I’ve lost my mind but at least I have my sight…

Take me to a greener land of Goldenrod and Ironweed…
Take me to your gardens grand and show me to your seeds…
Show me all the secret places that you find so grand…
A warm embrace is the only way to settle shaking hands…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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Shelter from the Storm

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“Sunset through the Alder” – Keystone State Park – Westmoreland County, PA

Seeking shelter from the relentless rain…
Hiding my soul to alleviate the pain…
Salvation lies in the pure forest green…
Seeking silence… Seek the serene…

In the near distance… Audible from afar…
The sound of gravel under a creeping car…
Distant highways relentless thunder…
The sky is dark and turning under…

Gray clouds crumble… Light shows through…
Jet liners rumble obscured from view…
Train whistles blowing across the land…
My light is shining and always grand…

My flame is but a candle to the sun…
You and I together will burn as one…
Our minds combined can move the moon…
We sing off-key but we think in tune…

Clouds are about to clear the horizon…
Blue sky fades to the orange sun rising…
Morning is just a few moments away…
Together as one we take on this day…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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Composition in Scraps – Composing Me

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“Composition in Scraps” – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – As the name implies… Scraps from a day at work… It was either this or the garbage can… Almost a self-portrait in a way…

Put me in a group of people… And I crumble…
I stutter… Shake… And ultimately stumble…
Nature is my saving grace… My constant drive…
Put me in the forest and watch me come alive…

Know where I’m going… I’m just not sure how to start…
Looking for my salvation in the form of natural art…
Stop for a moment below a twisted mulberry tree…
Every part of which can heal… From root to canopy…

Shattered glass outlines brick like shiny gemstones…
Naked trees against the sky resemble broken bones…
Moments in time always shape our inner perception…
Shadows in our lives lead to shadows in our reception…

Towering grey clouds rise from the distant horizon…
Thunder rumbles as the afternoon humidity rises…
Towering Maple trees sway as the steady breeze blows…
As this moment progresses my tattered spirit grows…

Right here… Right now… I am among the poorest…
The most I have to offer is some pictures of the forest…
Sitting here watching the sun rise over rotten homes…
Sitting here watching the sunrise… While my soul roams…

I never know where my mind will take me… I never know what I will find… But as long as I slow down and pay attention to the world around me… I always find something beautiful… I always find something grand…

Someday… I will find you…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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A Little Help from my Friends – Contrast

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I had planned to spend more time on this post… But given that it is Spring… I have to go to work… Thank you for all of the supportive comments on the last post… But keeping with my statement that I will not be posting or answering comments… I hope everyone understands that I appreciate […]

A Little Help from my Friends

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The following post was not easy to write… before the emails and comments start I have to say that I am alright… I won’t be accepting comments on this particular post… Read it for what it is… A deeply personal piece of art… Enjoy… plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello This work is licensed […]

Hyacinth Breeze – Naked Trees

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“Hyacinth Breeze” – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – Hyacinth stars burst forth in colors of Easter… Early spring has arrived…

Today is but a rain delay in the grand scheme of spring…
A rare opportunity I have to share the feelings I bring…
Last years decaying leaves now resemble faded shells…
The remaining Oak leaves ring like broken church bells…

Squirrels left the trees for the rotting open eaves…
Raccoon in the chimney just another pet-peeve…
Spring is of rain showers and summer is of the sun…
Then we fall to winters slumber and the year is done…

Meanwhile in reality I absorb the Hyacinth breeze…
Soul is rising high enough to clear the naked trees…
Way up here the air is clear and I feel a bit unsteady…
Soon the bulbs will whither back and summer will be ready…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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Photographic Confessions – Observation and Spring

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Garden Prayer #5 – Spring Awakens

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“Cuckooflower” – Hamnett Way – Wilkinsburg, PA – My girlfriend likes this photo because it reminds her of the movie “Fern Gully”… I like it because it captures the early spring sunshine perfectly…

Early spring sprinkles flying…
Sunshine liven Robins crying…
The Earths eyes slowly awaken…
Showing scars from frost forsaken…

April dreams have finally arrived…
Winter starved and snow deprived…
Early season beauty present…
Cool breeze sunshine pleasant…

Sweet alyssum under the sun…
hands buried we become one…
Eyes glued the baby blue sky…
Heart ascends to heavens high…

Sunshine turns to pouring rain…
A morning lost is natures gain…
Green is a requirement of grey…
Spring is but a sprinkle away…

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Free Yourself – Free Your Mind

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“Cold Moon” – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – This photo was taken around the same time I wrote this poem…

Today…I.rebel.against.the.spacebar…
Screw.that.key…
Sitting.there.all.big…
Hogging.up.the.center.of.the.keyboard…
Thinking.its.all.special…
Talking.shit….Taking.up.space…
Saying…I.am.the.most.important.key.of.them.all…
Without.me.there.would.be.no.space…
There.would.be.no.difference…
There.would.be.no.silence…

Without.space.there.would.be.no.trees…
Not.you.not.me.or.a.place.to.flee…
Every.bird.needs.a.place.to.hide…
Every.lion.needs.its.pride…
Even.the.richest.men…
Sometimes.need.a.guide…

We.all.require.a.little.guidance…
My.guidance.is.to.create.space…

FREE YOURSELF! FREE YOUR MIND!

Create spaces here… Create spaces there…
I really don’t give a damn create space everywhere…
Pull yourself out of your daily routine…
Live life through expression… Live life free…
Live life like your not the only asshole… You forgot about me….

Honestly… You can forget about me…
Forget about the oceans… Forget about the trees…
Focus on you…

What do you want to do?..
Sit among the bees?.. Plant a few trees?..
There is no wrong answer… Just as long as the focus is you…

As long as you focus…

plant.petunias.and.question.everything.-.chriscondello

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