POEMS
Written in Rainbows
You're scattering broken patterns about
August light of angels defeats my eyes
For(e) Venus eternity is falling
And hopeless flowers burn deepest carmine
Your holy fables of love derelict,
Are waking echoes from some divine dream
Promises in swirling cardinal flames
Impressions painted on a casual breeze
Your affection's a faithless companion;
Fleeting as sunshine dancing on jade seas
Mystic equations I strive to resolve,
As we're running past opportunities
Your lines are silver reflections; they hide
Unspoken poetry penned and based
On vain quests to raise mythical churches
Whilst shining heroes pale in orange haze
Your crimson cuts; rusting moral sorrows
Such colours in tears only split apart
God's in the pearl wisps on lost horizons,
Forsaken childhood's and longing sweethearts
My paper empire's set on ash-grey words,
To climb golden spires of philosophy
Abandon ruins to hold your sapphire curves,
And touch radiant territory
Unweaving bright threads in butterfly hues
Seeking some noble and unlikely truth
The perfect pattern endlessly eludes
But I dream of chasing rainbows with you
P. Taylor - 2010
Carbon Flower
A divine concept
But the audacity
To dream it
My imagination folds
Beneath the magnitude
A colossal construction
Is grown from
An atomic seed
Stretching into infinity
Reaching the stars
Surely this vision
Is beyond science
Only in the
Realm of gods
P. Taylor - 2010
Magnetic Loops
Exploring a new domain
Invisible patterns of forces
Signals echoed into the night
In her restless pursuit
To become legend by morning
Breathing summer into cold metal
Particles danced in harmony
She delighted to hear repeating
A small part of her soul
Constrained in space and time
Outside accepted dimensions
To face absurd resistance
Just a few more years
She might have discovered
The life she deserved
Yet how she burned
Currents etched by creative fire
Wonderful, strange foundations
Reaching into tommorow
And her escape to heaven
But her magnetic beauty
Could not contain
The ferocious heat
Intense, consuming youth
Leaving a magnificent legacy
P. Taylor - 2010
Atomic Engine
An experimental track that tells the story of atomic-powered flight development. From 1946 to 1961, America undertook a monstrous engineering effort to develop the ulitmate long-range bombers. This was the dream of scientists, engineers and the military - atomic-powered aircraft, that could stay aloft for months at a time and it cost almost one billion US dollars. It is easy to argue, this project was immoral on many levels - flying unshielded nuclear reactors for the war effort, however as an engineer I can also see the appeal of working on such a high-profile, scientific holy-grail. There are lessons to be learned from this extreme example about the importance of moral obligations when undertaking research.
Recorded usingBinson Echorec
Fender Statocaster
Fender Tweed
Steel engineering rules
Sound sample of B-52 engines
P. Taylor - 2010 (in progress)
Cold Sunlight
I see you
Image in cold sunlight
Your smile
Snapshot perfection
The world is
Bathed in cold sunlight
Sweeping arcs,
Folding all about you
Crystal air
Falling in cold sunlight
But patterns
In the picture break
When I pass by
P. Taylor - 2010
Traces
Familiar shades rise overhead
Limits set in shapes of grey
Accepted concrete arrangements
All angles and bauhaus geometry
Displaced radiant probabilities
To trace frozen, narrow lines
Connected through fixed points
Manufactured life following signs
Skylines define bleak symmetry
Built on persistent hard math
Result: chroma and hues
Abstract between the cracks
Effects reduced into causes
Where closed systems maintain
Constructing a hard illusion
The elements composing days
P. Taylor - 2010
Liquid Spirals
An experimental track.
Fender Statocaster
Vibra Chorus
Sound sample of dripping tap
There is order in chaos - randomness has an underlying elegant geometric form.
By allowing drops from a faucet to fall on a microphone and measuring
the time intervals between sound pulses. Plotting the time intervals between drops in pairs, reveals a cross section of an underlying attractor.
This experimental track is based the sound of an irregularly dripping tap with guitar overlaid.
P. Taylor - 2010 (in progress)
Plastic
Frenzied, plastic world
Qualities lost
Some forever:
The air defiled
With the effort
Of progress.
Ancient, foolish genius
Triumphant stand accused;
Bow before the havoc
Of your own creation
…. And know you
There are those
Who will challenge
Your humanity.
B. Taylor - 1997
Lost Girl
Between you and me
Huge oceans of possibility
New, unexplored territory
I built a magnificent reality
Between you and me
So much missed opportunity
Only a fleeting memory
What might have been . . .
P. Taylor - 1992
Discovery To Control
Only one line at a time
Echoes across the Passchendael of my mind:
Thank you for shaking me
And for waking me
From the centre of a universe
Secretly burning away.
I am moved by the past
Following me around
Playing back the track
And distorting the sound.
Someone’s spoken probabilities
Here in the quiet intensity of light
Thinking I’ll be legend in the morning
….But I’m falling through the night.
You know I’ll never receive or transmit
Signals like this;
I can only keep sending over
The same wasted line,
Forgetting forever
The space in which to place
The time when my heart burned like fire
In your sky.
And so I’m tracing backwards
With changing certainty
Turning my darkside into the sun.
B. Taylor - 1992
Below this point a fermenting mess of ideas!
'But meanwhile it flees: time flees irretrievably, while we wander around, prisoners of our love of detail.' Virgil - Georgics
'So far as I could see, all the world displayed the same exuberant richness as the Thames Valley. From every hill I climbed I saw the same abundance of splendid buildings, endlessly varied in material and style, the same clustering thickets of evergreens, the same blossom-laden trees and tree-ferns. Here and there water shone like silver, and beyond the land rose into blue undulating hills, and so faded into the serenity of the sky' - H.G. Wells - The Time Machine
Constellations
What is this
It's the way we are built made of
Endlessly looking and finding patterns
making meaning out of nothing
patterns change to paint new pictures
Our misplaced faith in illusions of the mind astrology and science
so many paths and distractions
if you're looking for absolutes happiness
I'll place my faith is in you
Something you said
About finding the right one
I have to believe that
A myth of love
imaginary things
stars relationships
I know perfection exists
I see it written in the dark velvet sky
The poetry
And you
maps nor ideals
something you said
We only see illusions in the light of the sun
there are no solid patterns
I felt that too
see beauty for what is
There's no point looking for something if it doesn't exist
Happiness is only real when shared
Faith without religion
we're points separated
such rare proximity
light years apart
looking for signs
Can make you crazy
Never saw you coming
When I fell into the night
Harmony
Why are we given all this potential if we can't do anything with it
are destined to fade
Penned out of time, baptised in dust
Those awsome patterns
How could they guide us in what to do?
Falling tears from heaven
Do they really make dreams come true?
But those beautiful boundaries
I'd love to explore them with you
Beneath dark velvet skies
Is that something you'd like to?
P. Taylor - 2010
The opportunities we see, interpreted as signs destiny
Forged in a divine furnance
Aiming for dizzy heights
Sights set on new horizons
cos that's where you are
Whatever it takes
Ancient laws must now yield
Bow before a new power
Fountains of white fire
Pouring all over the ground
Life falls away
As cobalt sky falls away
Into the blackness of space
A journey into godhood
Technological triumph
My finest hour
This fantastic event fades from memory
Reaching out to touch another world
We mustn't let this slip away
Unimaginable possibilities will unfold