Borut's U.K. Arts and Crafts Corner

Heysie all of my fans! ( )

I used to have my thread called the midnight art or something like that on the old forums, but as I didn't do many things at night lately, I decided to put up my thread where I'll share all my 'art'.

You can comment it, add something You did - related to the subject I made the thing on, and whatever Your heart desires, really!

Love,
Borut

 

To keep you all up to date, I'll just post some of the poems I wrote recently;

Screaming Child

Screaming child, stinky bombs, why children?
Sad warriors, stinky tanks, why soldiers?
Mad cows, dead sheep, why animals?
Trampled primroses, why flowers?

No more happy yellow flowers�
Animals don't run around any longer
Man's job is to kill others, cannibal job
Children, what's that? I can only see their tears.
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Flowers (Free Verse Italian Sonnet)

Flower isn't nice until it's dried out'
Said my friend one day at sunshiny noon
'Flower's only nice when it's strong, like our Moon'
Like love � no juice in strong love; in our mouth?!

'Weed is a flower with no juice - never lauts'
Strong love - just a weed, eaten by baboon?
'Flowers aren't nice while blossoming too soon'
But then they're sooner dried - dead plants don't shout.

'Flower isn't nice until it's dried out'
Stronger and dead love, both at the same time?!
Seems unbelievable to me - many doubts.

But we aren't flowers - our love is a tasty lime
Tasty tea is made of our love; lime tree
Never cut down in the winter - tree mime.

 

My Bird

All I can hear is singing of the birds.
Birds are all I can hear.

All I can feel is singing of Your love.
Your love is all I can feel.

I love You.
I love You like the birds love to sing,

Endlessly;

Just like I love You.
(You're my bird)

 

True Love

Now that I've found You
Can I finally go home?
(with You)


Now that I've found You
Can we please go to Rome?
(with our Kestrel)

Now that we've found it
Can we call it the so famous True Love?

Now that we've found it
We don't have to call it
As it's here already.

Now that we've found it
We shall use it daily.
(the true love)
......
Author's comment: 'Just my thoughts about true love which I feel like I'm entering every month deeper...
And Kestrel is a bird and also a name for the girl we both like lots.'

 

An Evening With The Accordion

Moonlight Serenade;
Words of some composer
Re-drawn by your fingers…
(and you're not a painter)

Your accordion is your brush;
You might not be the new Picasso
But you can draw or so I've heard…
(and you're not a painter)

You can't draw me the world;
But your songs are your drawings
And it's the world for some…
(and you're my friend – musician)
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Author's comment: 'An impression of my friend's performance last evening - its name was: 'An Evening With The Accordion', hence the name of this poem.
*(Moonlight Serenade is the name of some song he played)'

 

I'm not sure if this is meant to be in that thread, but I've wrote things all over my shoes and here on the attached photo you can see Elizabeth Barrett Browning's poem called How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet *some number*) written all over my shoe!

Love,
Borut

 

Yay Burot! Your Rock.... You've come back to haunt my forum Thank yOOU

 

Yea, you're one of my fans, right?

You all can meet me on April the First - our national day (of Borut's country) also known as Fools Day. Free autographs and all included in the ticket!

Love,
Borut

P.S.: Dandy, Pandy whatever as long as it's sandy, my name's bOrUt Just thought i'd point it out

 

Lols, I guess this kind of fits in that thread,
I had my mini-performance on some school choirs concert;
I was asked to play the role of John Lennon and it was just 5 minutes long, like some kind of enhanced link between two songs...

The story went something like, John Lennon and Wolfgang A. Mozart meet in heaven and they argue who's better and in the end they decide to play two of their songs at the same time and it sounds quite good (choir sang for me and my friend - it was a mixture between 'Hey Jude' and some Mozart's song)

Anyways, my hair looks so unusual on that picture and I can't find any photos online of my face, so you can only see my back! *fair enough*
I was just getting bits of my hair cut before I had my performance and she (hairdresser) ironed my, usually quite curly, hair...

So, I don't look like Borut in that pic, except for clothes, maybe.

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- extremelly bad quality, sorry!

 

It's hard to read what the poem says;

Man Friday

Come Fish, come...
I don't want to take thy life,
but I have to.

Come Fish, come...
My master wants you dead,
so I have to.

'Come Man Friday, come!
What are you doing for so long?
We have to go.

Have you got the food,
Why are you crying down there?
we have to kill.'

To kill or to be killed...
To eat or to be eaten...
To drink or to be drunk...
To hunt or to be hunted...

You decide for yourself.

To eat a human or not?

Islam - today's Man Friday.

Can we judge everything?

10 deaths or 1,000?

Religion?!









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This poem is just me asking myself if we can judge things we don't understand?

I'm not totally clear on that yet.

Like Robinson judged Man Friday...
I thought Islam was gona fit in this quite well, I didn't write this to judge islam, don't you worry, i'm an atheist.

Love,
Borut

 

i'm a new fan...heylo! keep up the good stuff!.xxx

 

'Tis not like I ever had any fans, I was just joking around with that, hehe.

I'm glad to hear you like it (obviouslly, if you're a "fan", lol) and I'm flattered out of the same reason.

Love,
Borut

 

All rights reserved - Borut and Kier. (lol, it's so silly yet so pooish)

 

*puts on her black beret and all black cloths... twirls her pencil moustach and looks at Borut's last exhibit*
It says fun, excitement, its says strain, sharing, releif...... it says fibre, depth and plop......but mostly... to me...it says...





..Poo.

 

That's the art!

Poo-art is the way the biggest artists call it (even Dali wanted to get close to it, he couldn't completelly do it, tho; remember that picture where some tiger is 'eating' a woman? Well the tiger is meant to be the poo, hmm...) so it's obvious that it says 'poo' to you.

:>

Love,
Borut

P.S.:I attached the latest photoshop stuff I've just done today after midnight, hehe.
IT's caled: 'It's Not Just Black And White'

 

Great stuff Borut

Keep posting buddy... I love checking this thread out

Love Clairexxxx

 

Thankies!

I'm flattered coz you like it.

I've just checked thy thread out (the one with some poem) and I liked it quite a lot.

Love,
Borut