Under Earth

A poetic work inspired by Hannah Papacek Harper’s beautiful collection of poetry, keep your eyes and ears open for that name, she is a talented and wise young woman and creates with words from the pink sea….   Under Earth pick me up and cast me to the wind i trickle into your hands full

Reaching Being

        extravagant extreme express train tracking embracing unfolding fine articulating emulating entrancing endeavouring straying smarting expounding instrument playing loving warring scarring fleeing glancing glitching unhitching feeling failing falling flying seeing stretching finding reaching BEING!

Blue Meadow Allowing

.. . . Blue moon cocoon FULL tightening burgeoning fruiting heart . Lips glossy with urgent whispering and wishing               wells of childish yearning                         eyes full crystal caves ever deepening ever widening infinitely flowing          

Big Spirit Remembering

      Lake eyed, seeking sophisticated lines in experience only      thisbig . Bonsai finger, reaching, one, two, three un, deux, ,trois A B C Flaring YES FLASH Concept IGNITION! . The mother heated, pressing, liquidity tidal primal OH to tend not bind OH to guide not dam OH to love not bury . Sidestepping yielding

Diamond Light

        mesmerising   Eavesdropping I am on conversation seen between leaves,   shhhhhhhhhhhh   ears widen in pink anticipation blinking birds take wing   through fresh clouds they arrow   sight is lost my face whipped,   stinging, singing   raw joy   love   in this moment this expressive impressive morning

Magician’s Friend

Sometimes you disappear did you know? like a dove my magician’s friend. I wonder then, my heart shapeshifts, a sniffer dog it searches sniffing for you. I know nothing But what I see here,  in my kennel of supposition and assumption. Where are you pretty friend? Where is my heart’s compliment? Could you be, drinking