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'The Gathering' Glomag India June Photo Credit © Marcel Herms ©Don Beukes #glomag #DonBeukes #marcelherms https://www.instagram.com/p/BzaVS6RoD6-/?igshid=11lm7ie1ve210

GLOMAG MAY 2019 Someone Knows My Name (Iemand Ken My Naam) Chrome Dreams – Each liquid drowning night I continue to descend into startling revelatory chrome dreams where even each step becomes heavier as I continue to search for existential necessary answers to my elected existence which I have had no control of, Yet find myself waking up to begin another new day everyday where my steps become new imprints in this earthly confluence of mankind and nature existing side by side – Both in steady decline despite renewed efforts to sustain, preserve, protect, renew or regenerate, so I walk the same as the rest, hoping someone will know my name or even offer a warm smile to know I exist... The Taste of Dust – Despite my expected joyful exterior I blame myself for my chosen moments of uncontrollable melancholy born from social even religious guilt grown from accusatory sour sermons spoken by appointment mouthpieces who themselves transfer their own fears onto willing ears, not realising how their fiery words maim, deplete and delete our self-worth despite the forgiveness of our earthly sins so instead of peaceful dreams I sometimes experience the taste of dust during my nightly dream sequence canvass, where my preferred colour palette drips into nothingness and once again I pray that someone will know my name – Empty Faces – I know I am still here but things have changed people have changed this world is changing and I wonder if I will ever see again the wonder of mankind even though some are not that kind – Daily lives depend on verbal daggers piercing our brittle existence in this age of progress where emotions are frowned upon and only trophies of wealth will do but who do we trust if acts of goodwill are dismissed or when we find ourselves in desperate situations and no one stretches out a helping hand? Empty faces show no graces revealing no stifled confessions but I hold my head high and soldier on through this sea of despair hoping someone will remember my name... ©Don Beukes Photo Credit © Marcel Herms #ekphrasticpoetry #donbeukes #marcelherms #glomag https://www.instagram.com/p/By4zihNo2qS/?igshid=s2twgmg732b4