Sunday, December 28, 2008


What? Is this a joke?
Stop laughing at me right now!
I'm Frickin' SERIOUS!

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Never forget ~ a
roomful of smiling children
transcends color and class

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before corruption
before the teaching of hate
love is all they know

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Chinese children smile
American finance crashes
Factories closing

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Globalization
does not make the children smile
anywhere in the world

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Humor like beauty
is very much in the eye
of the beholder

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"Look Li, the children
haven't laughed like this since the
old clown caught on fire..."

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simple happy joy
how the hard world changes you
to become like us

Saturday, December 20, 2008


shards of bottle glass
and the roots of great mountains
worn smooth by the tide

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worn leather boots and
my grandfathers' old knapsack
trudge along the coast

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Mendocino was
a special place my spirit
will never forget

-

if god is in the
details, I suspect he is
developing stones

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she crawls the beaches
of Mendocino for stones.
Danarocks.com

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Ocean rock and roll
forming lingams on the shore
worship or ignore

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For Free Elixir:
Seven Stones in round Black Hole
Add Ocean and Stir

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temporary forms
shifting in tidal structures
give new arrangement

Sunday, December 14, 2008


Spirals macro and
micro, a trick off an old
muslim's mosque window.

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Hand-formed metal
the Tree of Life leads us to
fractal paradise

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Intention joins craft
on the path to one man's not
so secret garden

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Twisted metal forms
Intricate lacework of leaves
Leading us within

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love's labors not lost
vision patience skill combine
beauty its reward

who has wrought this art
no simple smith at his forge
mind & spirit speak

this threshold beckons
discoveries within its frame
beyond, more await the eye

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metal lacing crafted
framed, flowing, inviting
a soulful boundry

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the gate unopened
my dark twin the gatekeeper
I cannot confront

Saturday, November 29, 2008


"menja bé, caga
fort i no tinguis por a
la mort!" my good friends

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grand schemes of man pause
nature calls in her own ryhme
we laugh at her joke

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Margaret Thatcher
in tweed skirt and trousers with
a pair of brown pumps

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This is just plain gross
A defecating statue
Made me go, like, yuck.

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shitting on christmas
is a festive thing to do
better than spending

-

the moneymen squeeze
and the credit is crunchy
your name is Jacques Merde

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Improper function
Input without an output
Leaves us full of shit

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saved the best for last
pardoning myself early
let them wipe my ass.

-

"Thanks for Gravity"
Grace before letting one go
is appropriate.

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The most over-rated:
Fucking. Shitting, most under-
opines the old man.

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Finally, whew!
The wise men show,
They couldn't have known
I need to poo!

Sunday, November 23, 2008


born in the darkness
this music moves through the blood
out into the world

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deep reaching desires
follow the guitar cable
to the hands that play

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Angst and misspent youth
crushed against a throbbing stage,
so glad I did that!

-

A secret confessed
It's trite I know but I have
always loved Hopey

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Under the hot lights
equal parts inspiration
sweat blood -- we rock!

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When I was thirteen
my whole life changed in one night
a rock and roll show

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primal expression refined
thru technology
amplification of spirit

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troubadour of his age sings
exhilaration
vibration joins all to one

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Instruments, lights, GO!
The rockin' band is on stage
Crowd roars approval.

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WHO concert, rowdy
Hot dogs hit the opening act
"Fuck off Toronto"

Saturday, November 15, 2008



contemplation of the all
silent spirals bloom
body mind space time intertwine

heartbeat of the universe
rhythmic pulse of life
creator's fractal echo

the eternal conduit
particle & wave
love's total expression, light

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Yantra for humankind,
engraved in stone
in transit through hereafter

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The essence of One
Encompassing all the world
Truth, simplicity

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Under the bodhi
tree sits the universe, legs
crossed and infinite

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Bodhisattva free
sitting 'neath a tree, opening
but is it still me?

Sunday, November 9, 2008


nature sighs... ready
echos of her lullaby
leaves of red & gold

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leaves of red & brown
fall upon the mossy ground
tells the trees are bare

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The harvest over
chill winds scrape the northern hills
winter is coming

-

Colors of autumn
nature's beautiful palette
fades to gray and black

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The song changes now.
Listen, notes invisible
choir eternal

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Brights, earthtones and white
The seasons hottest colours.
Gaia get's it right!

Saturday, November 1, 2008


the victim of fame
stands on old chewing gum and
is shot by both sides

so soon the fame passed
and then the crowd moved away
to new distractions

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vapid and preening
how now, miss america
your children laid low

bow to the idol
worshippers of the profane
your mistress hungers

once clothed in scarlet
now cunningly veiled in white
beware, that false light

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I have a problem!
It is urgent, and pressing.
Where's the ladies room?

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Isn't she stunning?!
Wrapped up in toilet tissue
Shower Pouf Headpiece.

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Paparazzi gape
at the wrong set of shaved legs
emulating coy

Gender confusion
generates sad illusion
and social delusion

Bleach-blond spike heels and
haute couture scream to the world:
where's my chihuahua?

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what we once thought was
glamorous we know now is
the scourge of mankind

she come she go she
stumble hard she overdose
out the light she gone

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red convertible
route sixty-six eddie's comb
white shooz blue teevee

somewhere a vogue shoot
anywhere trailer trash dreams big
everywhere flows cash

beverly hills to
bal harbour to milano
on to baghdad babe

streamline my toaster
airstream the dream white knight come
pawn the diamond ring

tomatoes grow here
snow soon come and black men lead
rejoice in retreat

Saturday, October 25, 2008


the wheel turns again
times past become times future
children cry, hunger

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hunger and shame mix
babies cry and beg for home...
can't go home again

-

gramma's memories sharp
backstep begging men given
corn pone, pot liquor

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oh mama
santa brought me an orange
what a wonderful christmas

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From Nashville to Butte,
dust clouds erased the sun,
buried us in dark

-

Hoover sent soldiers
to burn our shantytowns down
and leave us homeless

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cruel paradox:
we flee from dust to plenty
to suffer again

no one knows us here
there is nowhere else to go
what would mother do?

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Mother, deep in thought.
Deeply furrowed brows, pursed lips.
What will come of us?

Sunday, October 19, 2008


Vitruvian Man
the secrets you hide equal
the truth you reveal

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Ezekiel's wheel
spinning across the heavens
carry us to the stars

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Proportion and meter
measure and time, the cycle
of eternity

---

Arms outstretched describe
the scale and wonder of all
The circle is squared

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Leonardo thought
Lakshmi Tatma became
Vitruvian man

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to square the circle
eternal golden spiral
proportion divine

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leonardo's ode
pythagoras' truth
windmills of the mind spiral home

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Within mankind's wheel
Seven Chakras, I do see.
Life force energies.

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Scientific method
of the Vitruvulix man
leaves much to be desired

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"Four arms and four legs,
Or maybe a man's behind him"
Comments from my son.

Saturday, October 11, 2008


Proof of insurance?
Where's your proof of my buiscuit?
I feel dangerous.

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get me a six pack
some smokes, a burger with cheese
Jesus, take the wheel

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Red alert! Red alert!
They're going out again
Time to patrol

-

There are no rules here.
But if you step out of line
I will bite you- Whoof!

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Sadly cross eyed dog,
I wish you could wear glasses,
I guess I'll shoot you

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Woof woof woof woof woof
woof woof -- sniff, sniff, grrrrr -- woof woof
woof woof woof woof woof

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she did not
just say

'bath'???????

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The wind in my face
Was lovely, until the fly
Smacked me in the eye.

Now stop the darn car
And get the stupid thing out
I cannot see straight

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Yah, I'm good to go!
Fur shinin', studly collar
Dammit,no breath mints!

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Dog happy in car
and makes a good passenger,
head out, ears flapping.

Saturday, October 4, 2008


From stolid earth to
flaming sky, worlds will collide
when rage conquers fear

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Our numbers are large
Yet still far to few to change
Rampant injustice

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One defiant stare
One moment of brave manhood
Then he bleeds to death

---

my children's children
will laugh and play in your dust

---

Brutal savages
Pale skin, God and gun powder
will civilize you.

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those so empowered
seek to control, to subdue
those who live freely

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Authority called.
Old battles are fought again
and nothing is learn

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Summer Church social.
fried chicken, blueberry pie,
hot dog! tug-o-war!

Saturday, September 27, 2008


lilitu sighed
as the dark moon was come
ready my pets
soon we fly

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Everything on Earth
cycles together, we are
a brief mutation.

An experiment
in natural selection,
but still imperfect.

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Vague symbolism
abounds deep in the heart of
deepest darkest man

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Bring me a wheel of
oaken wood and a rein of
polished leather my dear

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A note announces
That a Lion is coming
Wind rises for storm

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Laying in the yard
In my birthday suit, so bare
And all becomes one

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Eve in the garden
lush greens and all kinds of beasts
But, where is Adam?

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Hallucinations
Gardens drip colours
Leaking into forms

Laputa - the Castle in the Sky

Okay, I'm still ploughing through the piece that I'm going to post over at the cinema blog. Whilst I haven't been paying much attention, I suspect that I get a different crowd there and here. I get so few comments there, it's hard to know. So I'll just quickly fill you in on this music and the flick that inspired it.

The composer is a fellow called Hisaishi Jo. He does all the soundtracks for the animation flicks of Miyazaki Hayao (Spirited Away) and Takahata Isao (Only Yesterday) as well as the existentialist gangster flicks of Beat Takeshi (Hana-Bi). Call me old fashioned but I like music that fills me with emotion. If it can make me cry it gets the brass ring. I'm talking about Puccini with Madame Butterfly, Sakamoto Ryuichi with The Last Emperor, and Hisaishi Jo with just about anything. I'm a big fan.


This piece here is the main theme for The Castle In The Sky (Tenku No Shiru Laputa). And yep, it's an animated kid's film. But it's a kid's film like Brideshead Revisited is a soap opera. To dismiss it by the genre doesn't really do it justice. And to describe this film is easier said than done. That's why I'm taking so long at the cinema blog, ha ha.


First up, Castle In The Sky is full of floating and flight. But it's not so much inspired by flying as it is by the dreams one has of it, if you can dig it. We've all flown, I expect. Was it like your dream of flying? Exactly. Miyazaki has obviously pondered the difference and put it into his films.


It's also about a triumph of nature over human ambition. This is another common theme in Miyazaki movies. The piece of music I posted here most fully kicks into prominence in the scene where our hero and heroine walk through the eden-like wonderland of the lost Laputa. We are treated to long joyful walk through an idyll populated by birds, butterflies and curious aquatic creatures. Miyazaki rarely misses a chance to put birdlife in his movies. He has nothing if not an eye for nature. And it's a particularly reverent eye. Miyazaki is confirmed Shintoist. If you wondered what Shinto is, believe it or not you already know. It that's confusing, you need merely watch Miyazaki.


The other constant theme of Miyazaki's flicks is that of the transient nature of things. All of his films involve loss. Here paradise is found and then lost again. And this is as it should be. Nothing can be held onto forever. Indeed even when our two first discover Laputa we know that it cannot last. And we know this thanks to Hisaishi Jo's marvellous soundtrack which is simultaneously happy, triumphant, melancholy, and wistful.


But really the can't-quite-put-your-finger-on-it complex variety of emotions that Miyazaki and Hisaishi convey with their marvellous collaborations is beyond my prose. Frankly I thought the haiku did a far better job.

So thanks folks. I'll be honest and say that this was something of a self-indulgent experiment. But I thought it was worth it by way of a change. And you never know, something may occur to me again, and I'll break up the routine then. It's not just me, you know. If you have some bright idea, do tell. No promises, but I'm always up for it. Yoroshiku.

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It's so very still,
everyone sleeping but me,
waiting for the rain

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morning in the rain forest
slowly, ethereal wonders repeat

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reflections ripple
bird now aloft
wonders
does fish have mountains too

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The first drops of rain
On a cold and lifeless earth
Brings a fury of growth


Drips,drops fall gently
Seasons start, slowly reaching
Growing, expanding, alive

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Alone, I think of you.
Images run through my mind,
memories or dreams?

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Saturday, September 20, 2008

Art to Music to Poetry - all whispered in Chinese

And now for something completely different.

My favourite composer (who I shan't name yet) is a curious cove. He does both soundtracks and his own work. His soundtracks are inspired by some really singular directors. And the music he writes to accompany these images are perfectly wonderful. His own work on the other hand, can't quite compete. All of the music is his, sure enough, but somehow when he is inspired by others he produces his best stuff.

The piece I've linked to here is inspired by some very intense cinematic visuals and themes. When I hear this music the film and its emotions come rushing back to me. I wondered what, if anything, people who hadn't seen the film, would make of this music. 'Make' by way of a tangible effort to convey their thoughts (by haiku, natch). Would it resemble the film? Or something else altogether? Perhaps something completely unconnected to that which originally inspired it?

To this end, I'm going to leave everyone in the dark as to where this came from. If you do happen to recognise it, I - a) salute your taste in film, ha ha, and b) ask that you not give the game away (feel free to write some haiku, nothing could please me more, but don't name the film, director, composer, etc.) At the end of the week I'll enlighten everyone as to who, what, where, etc.

I've provided two links here. One is a heavy (5Mb) mp3 file that will play on any computer with any number of software. The other is a light (0.5Mb) mp4 file which is an mpg variant that will play on quicktime and most video software.

Enjoy boys and girls, and see you you in the comments pages. Yoroshiku.

Friday, September 12, 2008


Flying free above,
Colours of the earth and sky
Soar on the summer's breeze

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I jumped from a tree
and landed right on my arse.
How do I evolve?

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artful swallows on the wing

never doubt
the rain's eternal promise

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Darting here and there
Frozen in space and time
for all to see the beauty

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A picture reminds
Of childhood wonders abound
Nature, in her awe

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Watching swallows fly
mad roller coaster riders!
Up, down, all around

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momma bird calls: fly
baby bird replies: I will try
leap and fly away

Saturday, September 6, 2008


plato drank deeply
the naked flame
knowing shadows lie

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weather cooling now
grilled veggies, shrimp, hamburgers
and Sam Adams Beer

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The flames kindle my imagination
There a face, there a dinosaur

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trans-FORM flames,
track lights for bodies levels
like a thunderbolt.

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Cold and dark at bay.
Warm now but in the morning
Footprint in the ash.

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Huddled together
Backs to the wind and weather
The gift of fire warms

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Fire, crackles and spits
Images rise and fall free
Near, the air is warm

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Throw all my papers
on the fire of frustration
smiling as they burn

Saturday, August 30, 2008



Swirl, twirl, spin and whirl
traversing the galaxy.
While people lay still

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Swirling moonlit night
The sleepers will never know
Dark spectre rising

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A young Dutch painter
Malnourished and brilliant
Hallucinates again

---

Still controversial
Astronomic anomaly or
Heavenly vaudeville

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the worm whispered
in vincent's ear

share this star-swept flight
through your eyes and hand
come love

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Moment of eclipse
along the cone of shadow
dark thoughts seek to go

Saturday, August 23, 2008

DSG-TRADE - Those coming here after having searched for DSG-TRADE, please scroll to the bottom of the page and read the last comment.


you are loved
know this

remember now and forever
as love awakens in you

beyond time and space
beyond - even god

you are loved

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Through tears of joy
and tears of sorrow
I see children can't see colour

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Mommy Daddy me
you and little brother too
under crayon skies

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Blue skies and golden
sun shine down upon us now
standing together

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Big smiles on faces
Sun shining, blue sky places
Seen through a child's eyes

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sky blue bells ringing
summer people bring flowers
and smile in greeting

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mommy moon, daddy sun,
are receiving living scent
from the children of the earth

Monday, August 18, 2008


Beer drinkers gone wild
One suffers their drunken wrath
In vino veritas

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Schoolies play and schoolies cheer
Schoolies like a drop of beer
And mayhem

---

Distorted faces
Display hateful emotions
Senseless acts result

---

naked apes screech & flail

for blood and death

the lord of flies smiles

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Boys and booze don't mix
Alcohol spurs their rages
Mob attacks its own

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Peace on Earth
Goodwill to all men
a bang on the head with a beer bottle - miracles happen

Tuesday, August 12, 2008


I feel my heart stop
Silhouette and horizon
Luna is rising

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crackling fire soft wind
desert sand and moonlit sky
touching the heavens

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immense bright face,
like round way,
tides to the source.

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sheer delight,
came streaming through.
moonlight peers
over the sky

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in the heavens, in the sky,
on the earth; the mystery continues

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1.
suddenly a hole
quick we escape eternal
war for peace on Earth

2.
Arizona moon
my saguaro mate and I
pledge our endless love

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Perceptions heighten
Anticipation aroused
Metamorphosis

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reflected fleeting blush of love
dispassionate cool beauty of night
her ceaseless journey

tides ebb & flow within & without

all is movement

Sunday, August 3, 2008


smiles and dust and joy
and the ball keeps on bouncing
bliss knows no color

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dust and salty sweat
loud din of childhood play
time stops
all else fades away

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I am futball king
No one can take me on
Soon come, I leave here
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My brothers got moves
I am small swift snake below them
The futball like me
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If we are good here
we can get government jobs
we can be rich men
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Caribs saw from cliffs
killed us but kept the futball
Afterwards we won

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Big smiles say so much.
No brand name shoes needed.
Just kids havin' fun.

Saturday, July 26, 2008


Freightrain at my door
Want to clear my land for track
they say man wants goods

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men come and gone
taking no notice
spring
again
readies her song

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Summer comes, Thank God
No need to pay for heating,
Just getting by now

"This one comes as is."
"Just look at that lovely Porch!"
"Needs some TLC."

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Abandoned ranch stands
Ghostly riders haunt the land
Whispering old memories

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Trains pass by no more
Abandoned house, now silent,
Springs green comes no more

Sunday, July 20, 2008


seconds, minutes
hours, days
years
a lifetime

voluntary confinement

i chose this?

to what end?

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Tsuyuu ake ni,
Hanakin no yoru to,
Atono matsuri

Ending of the rainy season.
Friday nighttime,
after the partying

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This one drank too much
That one did not bathe today
I forgot my book!

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Sardines in a can
Trapped without an opener
Longing to be free

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Peer through the window.
Throw a kiss for you to catch.
Hold tight till next time.

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combine your chemistry
merge your cells
oil and water
perpetual duality
in the heart grid

Sunday, July 13, 2008


freed

from time, sin and want

joy rises shimmering

spiralling home
to the eternal stars

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mumbling, laughing, spinning,
completely forgotten the linear time.
spiraling into the oneness,
is still the whole shield.
I am.

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Earth and Sky unite
Reaching and straining to heal
A Dance, yet the circle breaks

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Full moon,Puna Beach
I saw some fat ladies dance,
and it was not bad!

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Dance implores spirit.
Free us. Wind whispers, not now.
Collapse in dismay.

Sunday, July 6, 2008


chaos

completed, yet begins again

wonder..
thru halflight haze,
miracle and mystery

who are you?

cosmos

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Baby smell, heaven.
Raspberry tummy giggles
Snuggle together.

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sour milk, molasses,
baby smell and baby smile.
kootchy kootchy koo!

Sunday, June 29, 2008


A Snake rolls up
on a circular saw.
A tool of the trade.
Don't shut the door,
is keying into a vital vertebra.

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time
returns all
to source

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Tough skin, camouflage
safe, obscure. My weakness masked,
I can face the world.

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Weathered colours speak
Of the torture of elements
By the hand of man

Monday, June 23, 2008



Immersed in water
Sinful; Emerge life reborn
Crawling onto shore

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sacred sunset reveal
shadows reverberating
in any directions
sun with his dragon
emergency exit

Wednesday, June 18, 2008



enveloping quiet
cold morning mist
intimate echoes
i walk alone

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Serenity, now broken
Illuminated
Unseen alight, now obscure

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unchangeable echoes,
pushed out
from authentic wind
stand out
bangs beyond