Monday, March 19, 2018

Contemporary Urban Photography - The Strange & The Unusual


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Abstract Urban Photography - The Strange The Unusual by Sam Freek
Creating some new abstract urban artwork to go onto the photography section that will be available to buy pretty soon from my website (www.didgiwidgi.co.uk). But for now here is another surreal poem I have put together.

The Ecstatic Law Abiding Lemon

No tips for the special goals you create
Your warbling shows your intentions
Standing still for 12 minutes 
Fragments are revealed as the clock ticks
Bringing your joyous entourage home

Let me tell you whats good for you

Shouting the vision from the pinnacle
Its the grim reality of the fifty percent
You can never have too much yellow
I walk for a subway and I'm hit by static electricity

Twisting my face into a padded chamber
You rescue me and I am saved
Tangled in the personality of my youth
I only need an ecstatic law abiding lemon
Your response is too slow and you fade away

A melodic experience carries me along to the spaceship heads




Author: Sam Freek

Entrance - Urban Photography

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Entrance - Urban Photography by Sam Freek
 I never know what to write about my photography or artwork as the words don't come that easy so I will make a surreal poem up instead for this blog post.

Reflections of Miss Prudence
The woman with the jam jars bumped into me
Half of my head belonged to the bystander
Not long to go now 
I find new verve from discarded items

 The soles of my feet pushed against the clouds

A face appears covered in a street map
Hold onto my hook
All that's missing is his golden Mustang

Overpowered by the taste of the 70s
A shared diary filled with mediocrity
It has been misplaced

The rat race ends with a spam email

Thoughts were left unturned and in reverse
In my reflection I could see Miss Prudence
We are an all inclusive
 The old hat brings about a rapacious end

Author: Sam Freek