united by gold
bound to her distant fingers
bored until broken
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Free the Beast
This strange stretching heart again!
fluttering
squirming
scratching
clawing
slicing
scraping
and biting
a
flavoursome
feverish
creature
flushed and high
boring its way through hot rivers
layed out like a woman
adorned with apples
flesh split and oozing
it’s toes make circles in
satin sand
and
swirls of colour
ascend….
star bound….. birds
turn their heads
and push their feathered wing
pressing with shoulder bones
like babies knees
inside the womb.
One must free this pumping beast
or die trying.
one spark
wading through clouds
my balloon high on pity
this footprint is staining our
heavenly city
inside is out and outside is in
(that blast was so loud
it made sparks out of him!)
the lights
I can’t bear
as I cut through the sea
turning left at the sun
I melt into me
Fish On Her Mind
I hear singing
a bird has been released
droplets of freedom spin from her wings
she is ruffled and puffed
a little fisherman
longing to dive
embraced by ripples
with fish on her mind
breaKING OF tHE AgReemenTS
the cloud I AM
suspends from The centre
of this Space
i am Salacious and Intrepid
Dare I strip back the confines of this,
might i Dissolve ? the mortar that sticks me here?
Nebulous horizons
offer Solace
though Uncertain
and there is a tough Stretching
A beginning Song
a tugging and puffing Of dense Flesh
A violet smiling Sin
in here
A Reaping of spirit
a harvesting Of elements
what portrays and Pantos a Tight Red
is but A leaking pink that laughs
and tightens its grasp
ha ha the Jester Decides
not I
And the Dancing Feet Tap
breaking the tainted strapping
and
spreading feathers Like wanton Rain
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 was a paradox …
Imagine
Not having to worry about buying new locks
If the guy walking in the store has a glock
Not having to need an organisation like doc’s
Respecting our people even if they wear crocs
Ahaha
A society to respect life and nurture.
Is what i seek.
Not neglect strife and torture.
Is what I plea
I just want to escape all of this and flee
We’re old enough. We’re evolved enough, we’re bold enough, We havent even solved enough yet to even begin this rat race, so why do we feel like we’re at an ending pace like we’re all fat running in last place, we should be all in the same predators chase, ready to pounce on unity of life as humankinds first prize taste
Not to lose resources on coming an individuals first it seems a waste
Like these people have some sort of blood thirst
To hurt to work to serve to curve ignorance into tolerance you like to Change ignorance to
Relevance. It’s not relevant plain and simple
Like your small tiny mind with views developed from miss cheneys nipple
You’re the bigoted scum that deserve to be crippled
Not the innocent souls that deserve love triple
Your views need to be sent back to any period before water could ripple
You fear us, so you fill us with fear.
Its a campaign just open your ears
The media isn’t a wise seer
The end is near the end is near
Not having to worry about buying new locks
If the guy walking in the store has a glock
Not having to need an organisation like doc’s
Respecting our people even if they wear crocs
Ahaha
A society to respect life and nurture.
Is what i seek.
Not neglect strife and torture.
Is what I plea
I just want to escape all of this and flee
We’re old enough. We’re evolved enough, we’re bold enough, We havent even solved enough yet to even begin this rat race, so why do we feel like we’re at an ending pace like we’re all fat running in last place, we should be all in the same predators chase, ready to pounce on unity of life as humankinds first prize taste
Not to lose resources on coming an individuals first it seems a waste
Like these people have some sort of blood thirst
To hurt to work to serve to curve ignorance into tolerance you like to Change ignorance to
Relevance. It’s not relevant plain and simple
Like your small tiny mind with views developed from miss cheneys nipple
You’re the bigoted scum that deserve to be crippled
Not the innocent souls that deserve love triple
Your views need to be sent back to any period before water could ripple
You fear us, so you fill us with fear.
Its a campaign just open your ears
The media isn’t a wise seer
The end is near the end is near
they’ll make SURE you buy more fear
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
water in the bowl
the fish are
frantic
but awareness
is a potion
a lime tinged tonic
it soothes knotted veins
causing vision and cells
to soften
and swell
osmotic rebalancing occurs
my balloon floats free and I release my kite to the wind
Ever Spreading Feathers
ruffling
my samson
my delilah
tickling
my eros
my aphrodite
i flew i flew
over shingle slate and thatch
ever spreading feathers
flexing on the wind
catching moonlight
and rainbow prisms
snaking trails of sun
I
the colour of warm flesh
I
the smell of bread
I
the taste of sea
manifesting me
