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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 in my blue
torn and gleeful
i am

smothered by the poor riches of my mind
i start as reason ends

in the eaves
through the castle of orange and crumbs
i fly
i am the white bird
i forget my name…..

the air
breath
caressing without prudishness
songs only you might whistle

your hum
leading me…to where time can not catch up
oh nothing
i worship nothing
it is everything

with nothing the obscure corner is filled

forgotten dust of antiquated craving
brings only its own anticipation
and on the edge of understanding we wake to the arms of sand

with wings there are no edges

between the drops of light we are

too free
too open

freshly cracked
we drift out
little pools of pleasure

splashing in each other
under green skies
foaming across sad blues
nothing has been softer

a place under earth

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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                tunnels

to

full

splendid

flowering

and

blue meadow allowing

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

to

big spirit remembering

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 moment

my heart splits in gentle tone

fine, musical wings expand,

to spin the length of space

 

mesmerising

 

diamond

 

light

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 teas from China?

Eating chocolate pieces?

Underneath the tree with

God

tasting

paradise?

Will you re-appear

like a bunny,

and leave me a symbol

of life’s

miraculous?

YES

In your feathers

and mesmerising sequins

I feel you

deftly leaving

a brush-mark intangible.