Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Letting it sit

Without interruption 

Just watching 

How it shifts

Moving in the light 

Moving when I am not moving 

What it says 

How it does

When it pushes

When it doesn’t 

Just watching 

How it shifts

By the hour

Entire days 

Different than the last 

Bright then dark

Life

Waves crashing over ideas

Then new ideas

Growing from seeds

Before 

Many different ways 

To see 

Yet 

Where is the flow 

Happening 

All around us 

From time to time 

We ask for it 

Rushing to the test

Measuring the result 

Looking for a distraction 

Praying 

Sunrises 

New same old same 

For the moment 

Then it hits 

We dance in the night 

For that moment 

Discovering 

Then back in the muck 

Drowning on material

Not our own 

While the inner child 

Whispers

Be aware 

Don’t look away from the edges 

Where you fall apart 

I’ve grown eyes 

In places

They don’t grow 

This time 

Around 

Open as the incoming storm 

Mies around this place

In every direction 

Thundering