Morning
Night has gone! Birds are up playing Charley Parker Crazy birds Of the Strathbogies It’s a long way from Kyoto, No cuckoo sings , Just those bloody Magpies!
Blood through Wood
They laid him down on an old piece of tree Stuck him with nails so he couldn’t be free People walking that long pilgrim road Christian, atheists, Pontius Pilate , and old gunner Joe Walking a road that was once seldom seen Now just another Once upon a time in the old Spanish scene Theres […]
A pool of poems
Who has sowed this confusion I am in love with love’s idea yet the pain it causes wreaks havoc on my weary soul for I mistake passion that lights fires for something not it it was a bookshop by a river when I saw you I held Mayakovsky poems in my hand with you smiling […]
Easter Sunday
I fear, no more sounds Cicada songs between river and mountains Just the rustle of leaves And the hiss of river whipping rocks Prayer begins I am not there
Dresden
We like to think we are honourable , Obviously we never saw the movie ‘The Titanic’, there the men sang old glory songs as the ship went down into the dark , cold , murky depths. As a traveller of the earth, not this or that , it’s amazing to see in my little country […]
Wounded grace
Gods and monsters rage inside my head a turpentine drunk an orphaned moon drinks illumination. You were right when you told me that life is a paradox between saints and degenerates. These visions came out of the blue, no need for peyote or a pot of magic mushrooms, my mind split as if by lighting […]
The Crazy club
We who are not touched by craziness, madness , strangeness, down and out in St. Kilda & Prahran Who drink to forget , who drink with desire , who drink to feel, who drink to numb , who drink for visions, Always on the move , see beauty in the slow motion violence of the […]
Amongst white clouds
Joy and suffering the same , just different sides of the same coin.. The rooming house was hidden from Carlise Street by a large green fence and one great brooding tree reminding you of that Dickens novel , Bleak House, I lived out back in a small flat separated from the main house. The kitchen […]
The angels of Grey Street
Its early morn, the sun crawling out of its bed, I’m off to work with the hookers and junkies nuns hustle by, there goes a Mercedes , there goes a bum, I headed to India but landed at the Gatwick with two sisters fawning over me, there you go son, don’t worry , you’ll be […]
Whistle the Wind
I heard the words a broken tome of empty hallelujahs Orange man stands beside the flag and says , don’t worry, it’s gonna be fine, magic gonna fix it . He spoke the words from his Dead Sea scrolls joked and laughed about those stocks going higher there’s money in death put your money on […]
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