I love you like a cigarette,
I put you out at night,
when I wake up in the morning,
I set your world alight.
I sometimes forget you
through my working days.
But when I see a cigarette,
I remember to speak your praise.
You know how much I love you,
I want it to remain a secret.
Cigarettes are a health risk
I think I’ll manage to keep it.
When I reach the end,
And the filter’s left behind,
You’ll always be with me,
The cigarette of my mind.
Photograph of the statue of a man walking on stilts in the canal at Akker Brygge Olso.
Abstract Mixed media composition of acrylic and watercolour paint plus marker pens on watercolour paper depicting a cubist representation of a harlequin patterned Medieval court Jester sticking out his tongue to his audience.
Destiny laughed as it severed
its tentacles of communication
shattering the window of reality,
through a conspiracy of waves
flooding into battle
with the tiring breath
which struggles for life,
but whose seasons legacy choked
in death in Turkish water.
Mixed media composition consisting of spray paint, acrylic paint and photographs on paper representing a Panda in a Buddha guise as the Autumn leaves are falling.
She was sitting
 near the river,
watching floating logs
 pass by her.
When up quietly
 came a stranger,
and said he was
 her lover.
He did not receive
 an answer,
for she knew
 he was a traitor,
towards his
 other lover.
Written in her
 character
it says she is
 a loner,
and will never have
 such a lover,
though she cannot be
 much happier,
for Jesus is
 protecting her.
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Mixed media composition of aerosol spray and watercolour paint, marker pens plus photographic images representing a weeping Mona Lisa having received a bouquet of flowers as an unexpected gift for modelling for her friend at the unveiling party of his artwork.
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It has been so long
since You
 spoke to me.
I had forgotten
You
 were there at all.
Guiding me
Subconsciously.
But now,
I follow
 Your path
with certainty,
knowing
We
can be as
one.
Acrylic paint on acrylic paper depicting an avenue of Laburnum trees in full bloom whose blossoms are overhanging the footpath within a dense woodland glade in springtime.
George Hutton Hunter Contemporary Artist/Musician/Poet/Sculptor/Photographer 