ocean’s weft
spinifex cradles shifting form
ever liminal
existential
-
Source of Man
began
deep in the grey,
where rhythm knocks
minds first
of song
then word —
sparked
then bloomed
carried
on primordial pulse
into the now
resolving
in us
-
Parking Ticket
Does freedom live
in the sunset
beyond the next turn?
Where phones
fall silent
Signposts read
‘Welcome’
the clock breathes
slowly
and smiles
-
NPC (?)
happening again
(Whoah, déjà vu!)…
Last night’s fragmented fever dream
Unfolding here upon the screen
That ‘Supporting Actor’, see
Watch closely now, I think that’s me!
programme glitching
fourth wall drawing in
which reality in
fraying duality?
A curious window glimmers there
Unthinkable to leave a chance so rare
Watch now, another sidewise step
An opening beckons back of set…
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None of This is the Truth
A spoken word poem
brain fart
puff of self deception
cortisol coursing
discoursing
divorcing reality
thoughts false
true
false
‘my truth’
the truth
One Truth?
place
time
perceptions shifting
sands shaking
tomorrow’s truth in flux
yesterday’s truth
forgotten
reformed
reshaped
restyled
remade
a new truth
which truth mine?
which truth where to wear?
which truth to fight for?
which against?
for which to di—live
…breathe
none of this is truthImage: home, Wagga Wagga NSW, Australia
Reading: Anne Seebach
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song of comfort
(new version)
memories hum
with scented refrain
of seasons’ drift
drowsy sun
turning
winters cradled in
silver down…
an eternal song
merging
here, then, now
breathe the wind
touch the colours
feel the earth
dust motes whirl
on a passing breeze
a fleeting kiss
wandering atoms
weaving
dancing home to
timeless pulse ~
unified whole
mingling
souls gone by
feel the earth
taste the air
sing the wind
-
tanka 1
wild mother…
primordial kinship stirs
with salty caress
her ‘otherness’ pulling deep
true commune lost to time
-
(Missing?)(Lost)
the sum of me is the weight
of a thousand memoriesalter or remove just one
I become
no longer me
sometimes I fear
this might be truesometimes I hope
fine grains of
salt
dissolving in an oceandiluted
lostredesigned?
