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Poem~ one dreamy line & Paris Update

Before Poetry ~ Dear Friends , a quick update on GoFundMe campaign to get to Paris (from Australia) to study we are almost half way there!!! if you can see fit to join my adventure and help a little it would be appreciated and rewarded GREATLY! thanks in advance and thanks to all those who have already been MORE than generous x see rewards list here : http://www.gofundme.com/parisresidency

One Dreamy Line

dreaming

lines fading

a corporation of interactive breath

an agreement of experiential antagonism

form no form

my toes are singing anomalies

blue tunes,

a devil’s orange

segmented, clean

so inside out I dive

feathery tips playing elevated vibration

oh my merry mandolin

interlocking slips of light

the length of me is braided loosely if i allow…..

then a splinter of thought can become lost amongst interweaving illusions

and pain a sensual delight of delicious opportunity

always curling inward

again again a fibonacci opera

you can find me in the bridging strands

I am only a bead

of colour

a kiss

a blink

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Big Cat

I am a big cat

my skin ripples with purr

I prance peyote fields

and flying goldfish

grace my keen eye

bursting fireworks am I

swung in a circle of sun

pushing solar plexus

like earth

padding

kneading

flexing

contained and not contained

sweeping

in

up

out

big cat curled in a green flecked iris

a clever coat of dancing tips

lazy with wealth

plush with dreams

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midnight raining

a devils harmony of transparent energy

a torrent of cyclonic colours

a heavenly ocean

and the lyrics flow

My mind is an amphitheatre

….the noise a crazed chomping……a toothy shouting

a violent birthing

and here I am

becoming

the fall…….?

the swallows dance

oh the fall!

unambiguous and bold

I AM

released, compliant

clever

I AM

a rolling universe

flirting with air

a sweeping landscape of fable

playing space

an illusionist

fingers folding

cool

sliding, smoothing

an ever changing

fleeting silver coat

the descent is rapid

the note is I

contained

falling falling

f

a

l

l

i

n

g

I AM complete

I

am

my

own

glimmering skin

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Some Mute Beast

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies number 8

Reaching again, stalking this thirst

for who I am, we are

splitting in parts,

raw light leaking

but blind and believing in

sweet

enduring

allowing

death

public slaying

guarded by pulsing spectre

keen eye follows

flickerings

by bee or ant

marching chaotic to unseen nothing

but not because it isn’t there

to nowhere

but not because it isn’t there

only hidden in syrup and crusty flesh

…. nectar lies puddled on the shore, caged in hopeless thought

but the tapping and seeking

silently thrusting

and

tumbling beasts

spiralling downward

wooly rainbows

skein unwinding

through wells of damp

information

landing

repeatedly

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Unlocked Rivers

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies. This is number Seven.

over dirty feathers

sand pieces and falling sun

o crystal creature

this droplet of flesh

his humbled form

talk is small

small talk

tiny talk

lording over billowed heart

huge

rising

expansive breaking

tidal pushing

midnight reaping

clouds kissing

imaginary

moon

balloon in my chest

bursting

pressing pointed thought

monsters begging

falling from silver like unlocked rivers

circling

universes rolling

stoked by hot song

slack lips

releasing angels

creating to applause and comfortable laughter

swinging monkeys

becoming water

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Your Famous Skin

The Eucalyptic matrix penetrates

drawing forth with curling vapour

a landscape

a kaleidoscope,

my gaze is locked and I am a rocket.

Heaven palms my heart

this angelic celebrity of colour,

paved in golden birthing and now,

this skin, that folds and cups our soles

adorned with tiny birds and diamonds.

My mouth widens and I fall back into stars

swallowing eternity

sweeping in all that is

and clothing me

In

your

famous skin

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The Curling Things

 

It is the curling things that encourage me

to move the perfect symmetry

the fibonacci

of chaos that licks me on the inside

and spurs me into action

It is the hardness that looks soft

and the elongation of rational thought

I am bound to the unravelling of design

I am clung

and sticking like

feathers to a bird

I am moving like honey

struggling to stay

glued to the spoon

I am the tip of a shell

spiralling like ice-cream to the limitless blue dome

above

the illusion of seeking

the stability of air

we are what we see and  my heart is breathing

space

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