The stream (all workshops)
We, like mushrooms of the
Field, develop strong fiber
With the light of dawn
Fortified by hopeful rays
Of the new day’s sun
Staunch enough to endure
The biting of teeth chewing
At its tender stem
Yet too fragile to bear
The weight of night’s awesome
Boot.
We, like mushrooms of the
Field, develop strong fiber
With the light of dawn
Fortified by hopeful rays
Of the new day’s sun
Staunch enough to endure
The biting of teeth chewing
At its tender stem
Yet too fragile to bear
The weight of night’s awesome
Boot.
Laying the plate on the wooden table
She sets up her routine for the morning
It has a distinctive scent of motherhood
The bread feels crisp under the first slicing of the blade
As the crusts fall apart from the softer tissue
And pile up alongside her left hand
She must make haste to fill the plastic portable stomach
And send it off, before it arrives as an empty carcass in the evening
Her fingers are nimble in their accuracy
Should I Foolishly believe
I alone have been chosen
by powers unknown
to live on
till infinity meets eternity
when at that edge of time
my true life becomes sublime
then and then only
shall the
Bells
toll for me
all will know
none will ask
For whom
The bell tolls
lovedly!
stretching gray
sheet sentinels
of bush
observe
a symphony of rain
wavers
a brook Rachmaninoff’s
the cliche of entropy
listen
Pastels of light
reach canopy
painting nature
With one luminous
golden strand
know
possum
crawling nose
scampers retreat,
as alien scents
reach downwind
become
cockatoo’s
Stark flamingo serenade,
into the pink
disc
wonder
I a skillful hunter
seek the shy reclusive doe.
Lying in wait that I may pierce her suddenly
with an arrow from Cupid's bow.
Beneath the sheltering trees occasionally, I behold her reposing.
Gazing at her reflection in the watery sky.
Then I wonder
if it's for love of me that she's pining.
As her teardrops dapple the grateful roses which sigh.
The songbirds perch above with restless wings
living to serve only her.
This world will knock you off your feet
It will leave you feeling unimaginable defeat
In life, it isn't about how many comebacks we try
It's all about how many hits we can take and survive
It is time to go hard, push yourself to The extreme
When you're tempted to quit, just think of your dream
Life is hard, and more often than not it isn't right
That's why we have to put on our armour and Fight
Do not awaken sleeping trees,
who nod with ease
in quiet dreams
beneath moon beams,
whose roots rest within frozen earth,
their warmth, their berth,
while winter sighs
sweet lullabies
they shall remain in slumber deep,
in peaceful sleep,
amid the glow
of winter snow
***
I've called so many times
Texted to see if you were there
You said anytime
And then disappeared
When I needed someone
To tell me my life mattered
When I was alone and afraid
You read the message and looked away
Like a puppet on the shelf
You've pulled the strings
Playing with me
To suit your own selfish needs
And every time I'd dance
For fear of losing
The one thing I thought I knew
My heart only bled for you
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