Can one capture beauty with the camera
The poem, the postcard, the antlers
Branching out, reliving the age of phantoms
Strength shone like Bruce Banner
To transcend, proceed, undo, re-read
It's all a new dawn while I breath
I usher in a new understanding with this pen
Unleash the ink to flower and stem
Revitalized by the core of the word
The world, the intricate, the delicate
Absurd and pestilent, blessings upon you
Open minded, take a dip, fondue
Gaining traction, candlestick lit
Wick tip drips and the wax dries sits
Sealing the package, like a kiss both lips
Meeting another, so glad you exist
Ecstatic just to merge in the moment
Bottleneck stiff so we just blow past it
Making good use of the suddenly spastic
Raw materials, ash, spit, plastics
Saturday, July 8, 2017
Well Wishes
Hope your happy friends and family
Physics push the pull of gravity
Xtra syllables within the sentence
Skipped on past honorable mentions
Just at peace for current moments
Checking in with truth, atonement
Even when lifes getting nappy
I hope your happy friends and family
We enter into our new phases
Astrological locations
Heal up rest up countless battles
War chant, shrill cries, shook and rattled
Post up on the corner streets
Tear down defence build a keep
Enter inner radiance
Magnetic magnificence
I could write till pages full
Pencil short, led getting dull
But instead I type in text
Knowing that it all connects
Holler at the thunder strike
Even demons have shelf life
Humour found inside reality
Hope your happy friends and family
Physics push the pull of gravity
Xtra syllables within the sentence
Skipped on past honorable mentions
Just at peace for current moments
Checking in with truth, atonement
Even when lifes getting nappy
I hope your happy friends and family
We enter into our new phases
Astrological locations
Heal up rest up countless battles
War chant, shrill cries, shook and rattled
Post up on the corner streets
Tear down defence build a keep
Enter inner radiance
Magnetic magnificence
I could write till pages full
Pencil short, led getting dull
But instead I type in text
Knowing that it all connects
Holler at the thunder strike
Even demons have shelf life
Humour found inside reality
Hope your happy friends and family
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