Pastel Ghost

After many months of not drawing or painting I was inspired to break out the chalk pastel. I’m not very familiar with this medium, but after being encouraged by my girlfriend Charlotte on the merits of chalk pastel I finally decided to give it a try.
I didn’t have an image in mind, just experimented with shapes and movement until I got the hang of it. Still a long way to go to get a really good technique with chalk, but it sure was fun and very therapeutic to see the colors unfold.

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Pastel Ghost by Ryan Hughes (11/30/10)

The Arrow or the Heart

Am I the arrow or the heart
That pierced your love
Am I the whisper or the laughter
That calls for your touch
Am I the rainbow or the rain
That you hold in your eyes
Am I the joy or the pain
Every time we say goodbye

Poem by Ryan Hughes

Time

I don’t want to kill time
But raise it from the dead
Turn back the clock
And then remove its hands

I want to meditate
Madness into minutes
Minutes into moments
Moments into the motion of Now

Poem by Ryan Hughes

Demise

In the act of my demise
A dream will be realized
But feel free to criticize
The essence of me
The presence of me
Or the version of me that you so freely condemn

In the act of my salvation
Resist all temptation
And any form of manipulation
Keep track of all transgression
To become what you are not
To remember what you forgot

A lifetime of cleaning Gods wounds
Has made me burdened and bloody
Bruised and bent me from carrying His cross
Hearing only His prayers has made me deaf to my own

In the act of my redemption
Hold not to contention
Or any other mission
That will hinder the soul
From being one with me

A lifetime of the straight and narrow
Has dissolved all barriers
Broken the chains on our hearts and minds
And released all thoughts and dreams
To settle us within the embrace of God

Poem by Ryan Hughes

Talking To Myself

I wonder if I’m dead
When I look behind my eyes
Locked up in my head
Believing a disguise
Try so hard to speak
Afraid to ask for help
Talking to myself

I wonder if I’m dreaming
Taking every step
Searching for the meaning
Within every breath
Listening to the demons
Beyond this earthly realm
Talking to myself

I wonder what I’m missing
Backed into a rage
Fear comes to get me
And lock me in its cage
Waiting for the angels
To save me from this hell
Talking to myself

Poem by Ryan Hughes

Here and There

Here we are
There we go
When or where
No one knows
Rest assured
And take it slow
Here we are
There we go

Gone so far
In a row
Against the wind
Or with the flow
In the sky
And down below
Gone so far
In a row

Played a part
In the show
Believed a lie
That was told
Said a prayer
With dreams on hold
Played a part
In the show

Stepped outside
To see the glow
Feel the sun
And the world in tow
Plant a seed
And watch it grow
Stepped outside
To see the glow

Here we are
There we go
When or where
No one knows
Rest assured
And take it slow
Here we are
There we go

Poem by Ryan Hughes

Long Ago

What did your mama tell you
About the moon and the stars
About that perfect place that shines so deep and far
The crossroads of your life are filled with sorrow and strife
What did your mama tell you?
Long ago

What did your saviour tell you
About the pain that he feels
About all the love we choose to conceal
We worship what is lost while tax dollars build the cross
What did your saviour tell you?
Long ago

What did the man tell you
About how to tell time
About keeping your place walking in a line
Put anger in a cage with a smile on your face
What did the man tell you?
Long ago

What did your dreams tell you
About what is real
About how the darkness is nothing to fear
Believe the light in your heart while the world is torn apart
What did your dreams tell you?
Long ago

Poem by Ryan Hughes