by
Brenton Broadstock
These poems were written as inspiration and preludes to the eponymous compositions.
The art-works below were painted in two intensive bursts of creativity and all are based on my music. They use various types of paint on board approximately 1m X 1.2m.
Beast From Air
(2002)
Beast From Air
Beast!
Mushroom of repugnant residue…
Nebulous…malicious…
Malevolently meandering…
Mindless mogul of decay…
Fatal…fearful phalanx…
Fingers gouging at our existence.
Deformity – infertility – pollution – death,
Slow agonizing death,
The harvest…
A millennium of harvests…
Beast from air!
©1985 Brenton Broadstock
Beast from Air
was published in the German Frau und Hund (Zeitschrift für kursives Denken)
No.10 2006/2007 pp1678
Voices From The Fire (
2002)
Voices From The Fire
Eternal clouds of man’s desire
Blackened heart
Bloodied hands
Voices from the fire.
©1992 Brenton Broadstock
Clear Flame Within....
You are the clear flame within my heart.
I see through eyes opaque, yet I see clearly.
I hear with muffled ears, yet I hear clearly.
You are the clear flame within my heart,
you are the light that shines the dark.
I feel contrained and torn, yet I feel strongly.
I touch with care, yet I touch honestly.
You are the clear flame within my heart,
I am nothing when we are apart.
I know what should be, will never be.
I am alone again, yet I'm not alone.
You are the clear flame within my heart.
©1998 Brenton Broadstock
Toward The Shining Light
(2001)
I touched your glistening tears....
I stroked your hair
helpless,
watching as the life ebbed from your body.
Your eyes, like mirrors
lifeless,
reflecting only the life outside of you.
The sun shone through a nearby window
giving radiance to your face,
making the tears in your eyes glisten
I wiped away your tears.....
I can do no more.....
©1998 Brenton Broadstock
Born From Good Angel's Tears
(2002)I Had a Dream
In memoriam Michael Easton
(yes, the title alludes to the speech of Martin Luther King)
I had a dream,
I had a life, I had a soul,
A life, a mind, a soul.
I had a dream
I had love, I tasted love.
Am I a dream?
A life?
I once had a name.
How do I know? Have I been good? Have I been right?
Am I a dream? Am I a life? Am I a soul?
Or am I nothing?
A dream?
I am a dream. I am a soul. I am a mind.
I am love.
I am in everything.
I am a life
And I am known.
I am remembered.
©2004 Brenton Broadstock
Angels
(2002)
My art work featured on the cover of Contemporary Music Review Volume 26 Part 2, 2007
Contemporary Performance edited by Barrie Webb (click on link below)
My artwork on CMReview cover