“Watchful Eyes” – Spray Paint on Wood By Me…

Thoughts with you Ray

Ray Ferrer - Emotion on Canvas

“Watchful Eyes” – Spray Paint on Wood by Me.
36″ x 16″ x 1″ (Inches).
My first since being diagnosed w/ a large brain tumor. One of a kind original.

Many of you know of my struggle per previous posts.

Reduced price to assist with our situation.

I hope you enjoy! I created this from the inspiration of you ALL and your eyes can be felt on our family!

Love, Ray & Rhian
https://www.etsy.com/listing/220552515/art-watchful-eyes-by-ray-ferrer-original

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Now!

Life begins at forty-three

That’s eighteen months from now.

So what do I do ‘til then?

Sit here and twiddle my thumbs

Or go quietly round the bend.

Do I take up origami

Or ju-jitsu in the nude.

Life begins at forty-three?

Sod it, I’ll start anew.

 

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Whirlpools dragging me under

Vortex

Image courtesy of luigi diamanti at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Spiralling down

In ever decreasing circles,

Twisting in a tornado

That no one else even feels.

Going down, down under water,

When all I want

Beneath my feet

Is solid ground.

 

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Mirror

Image courtesy of podpod at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of podpod at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Whatever it is you feel,

Whatever it is you see,

Well that mirror is reflecting you wrong,

Because you just look good to me.  

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Mischief

Mischief in mind,

Just having fun while he’s young,

A wolf on the prowl.

wolf

found at freedigitalphotos.net photo by nixxphotography

 

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

(My world)

lights

Let me in,

Let me in.

You can’t keep me outside tonight.

You can’t keep me away from the light,

The flame you’ve lit is burning inside

And now all I want to do

Is share the sins of the world

(My world) with you.

 

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Am I Charlie?

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I had one rule when I started this blog no politics, because I wanted people to like what I wrote and by extension like me – in a nutshell I was scared of attracting the wrong type of attention.

And that is pretty much how I have felt since the terrible events in Paris earlier this week. I have liked and shared beautiful, poignant cartoons and articles on various social media platforms to show my abhorrence for the events and my support for a free press. And I have claimed that “Je suis Charlie”. But there was one image I couldn’t post, a picture I saw of the covers of the Charlie Hebdo issues that had been the alleged “Justification” that had made the magazine offices a “legitimate” target. Continue reading

Valerian

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There are many hours until the dawn

For me to lie here alone

While jagged thoughts

Chase Morpheus away.

I cannot sleep,

No chance to dream

Of Elysium

While life’s torments hold me tight

In wakefulness

And I lie cold between two sheets

My bed like unforgiving stone,

A prisoner of the night.

 

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

The year of not being sad

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I didn’t originally plan to share my goals for 2015 here and I’m only doing so in a limited way by telling you my writing and creative goals.

This is because I’m viewing the future as an open vista, with many different paths open to me (which is scary, but exciting) and it is only in terms of my creative aims that I have firm targets which I need to stop prevaricating about and just do.

  1. Get the first draft of the novel I’m working on finished.
  2. Write more short fiction. I’m enjoying the poetry infection I’m suffering from but I need to stop viewing fiction as being only something of 50,000 words +. Short fiction is good for me as an aspiring writer.
  3. If on a particular day I’m not working towards either 1. or 2. but am instead writing poetry, that does not mean I’m failing to hit my targets – because above all the target is to be CREATIVE.
  4. Posting work on my blog is good, but I submitted no pieces of work to magazines or competitions in 2014. I need to continue to challenge myself in the coming and that means submitting fiction and poems to other outlets in 2015.
  5. Continue learning to play the ukulele in 2015 that means practicing every day – but remember you are learning for fun, which means wrong notes are fun. Perfection is overrated.
  6. Take that art class, it’ll be fun, messy, but fun.
  7. Above all, whatever I am doing in 2015 I should enjoy it.

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.