Mexican visual artist Raul Cantu creates stunning generative art of foggy landscapes. He uses photography, specialty lenses, technology, AI tools, and post-processing to achieve his art.
And here my words:
Sunlight through my window Flirts with dancing dust sparkles I gaze upon the washed rays That caress with mellow light A chilly wind further creases The wrinkled skin of Wisdom I hear the creaky bones of Winter Her dewy eyes in reminiscence Of another Year in an Earthly spin
The memory is still ablaze Of delicate papyrus etched With indelible poetry; Pages glowing in a luminous Chemistry of the first gaze A medley of words whisper, Buzzing neon promises That flutter like fireflies In a momentary daze Until they are all gone!
I had a voice, loud and strong I had an opinion, proud and sound Then, they started appearing The trolls, with words so wrong I gave it a fight until I could not I didn’t have it in me – to commit To belligerent, infinite explaining To shove for a place in the medley I muted myself, all thoughts shelved I had nothing more to perceive No more breaking news to see It didn’t matter to me who prevailed Or whose entire world derailed For no one cared enough to listen To what the sane had to convey
Tendrils of steam rising From earthy cups of caffeine In hot chocolate fudge Melting emotions converge When the heart is in love Coffee shop conversations Are warm, tender, pleasing Like swirling shapes on a latte Until they dissipate When feelings turn cold Just as the pale beverage That has lost its allure
A sudden flash of light Like an iridescent memory Clinking against a bone china cup A crack, a chip, blunting the edge; Tenderly packed away in tissue An evening still trapped in time When a steamy wisp touched a lip Fingers took in the mild warmth Of tea as brown as the rugged lines Of hands, savoring a moment of rest