The Drift of Eternity

a response to Rainer Maria Rilke’s Duino Elegies  below is the  first of ten poems. There is tugging at my ribbons a wild, teasing acapella oh this noise is rich… rich enough to decorate my hollows to drop me to my knees whilst midnight space rushes like swift tide expanding the universe cracking my chest

Free Parenting LOVE

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Released

  Thin lines of light fall a forest of indivisibility the cage door unhinges gently footsteps on the air folding like silver skin sliding through the glass    

Limestone

  take this acute experience let it bite let it sweep your starry walls and penetrate your knowing, feel the smart lift your brow, and s t r e t c h your M O U T H the choir has begun …….limestone is cold and discerning…….touch it this is an exceptional opportunity stay keen and original take the hit make the

I’d Die For Peace – Max aged 16

What my 16 year old does when the internet is down SO PROUD! Read it in RAP style…. I Would die for our world I wouldnt die for ‘australia’ Would die for peace I wouldn’t die for any ‘saviour’ Would die for a compassionate society Would die for a world that’s violence free Now That

Trusting Gravity

  relying on grave thoughts to keep us grounded is a fault a bug a burden (read the fine print) it was a blunder slip-up (tie those laces) lapse a mis-read a miss take and now glass bottomed feet dig shapes in the grass and  the chi is HIGH (in my face) too high, filling the mind like

Feed Me

  bitter relish laced with ginger seasoned with touch oooh a particular sensation a wordy specimen a salty feeling extracts my sea, refining a musical plea to excite and behold YOU excellent human discernible beauty even though the water may be brackish and the milk sometimes tasting of Garlic I love you to hang here to

A Lily Opens

  Before time the enclosed garden tremors and a Lily opens…..   inviting conception a personal illuminati a patent a pact a private love making just Me ‘n God behind patterned screens the burgeoning idea levitates and then drawing his Saber like Obi One Kenobi HE WHIPS the  halo from my head pink and silver streak

Innocence

  Yes the blood that leaks a thousand fish is mine ……..! AND I wield the glinting weapon that falls upon your upturned face. Lit by scented moonlight we are one and that is the price, your innocence is molasses, and I the thick-tongued cow that laps you up! My consciousness performs, a conflicted melody a lighthearted ballet, perhaps

Indigo Chariots

  ~suspended~ it is an unlikely animation a milky cartoon free seeming yet secured by ribbons connected to indigo chariots the colour not the speed provided by snails or gods you know, with glowing shells BUT remember please we are more than shell   we are the red gold life that flourishes in coral and