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strange magic

shades of passion
skim the surface
of lurid imagination
stretched tight like a drum

shimmering vibrations
undulating through
visions of reality
and jig-sawed humanity

in a slow ...
steady ...
acceptance of
misdeeds and miscalculations

we travel down a winding path
soft heather tinged with nettles
warmth of the rising sun
caressing our bodies

and the floodgates are open
plummeting down the slopes
taking flight on hot breath
reaching into a strange magic

of scintillating loss of self
screaming anguish
and bounded release
of minds melding




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a privilege to read your words , which are
moving and warm and ....... well just beautifable



(not a real word but it describes your words to me )


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thats so nice emanuella thanks xx


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why thank you khd xx


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any port in a storm

I stand on the back step
sharp bite of winter morn
peppering my bare arms
as the lorry drives away
and my mind judders
in a convoluted, writhing sphere
of endless nightmare
and soporific betrayal

foggy shadows
swirl through the distance
reminiscent of hot summer days
spent playing hide and seek
ringing bells of leaden loss

I was on the beach that day

in that reverie
of meandering youth
endless fun and laughter
suddenly shattered
with a reality of the now
reeling me back in
electric jolt seizing hard
with a grim truth of

lost, mislaid, vanished
a cacophony of disorientation
like a ship adrift on a beguiling ocean
tossed and hurled, willy nilly
sentenced to wander
seeking the safe haven
of family or friends,
lovers or enemies
oblivious to any distinction



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here again,
the wrong end of the day.
the world suddenly slides
into an over-night bag,
soundproofed against
the perils of darkness,
seeking the soothing
rejuvenation of sleep.
and the faint edge
of night life glimmers
creeping in
and over
and up
seizing and warping the very bones
of comforts laid in store
from attachments
and dalliances
premature hopes
and untimely liaisons
smashing dreams into a thousand pieces
of will she won’t she
can I can’t I
jigsawing the realities
into one socially acceptable peace



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sure will :)) have a great w/e


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hi trish I'm moving house soon
on 11 August , up north


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When I stood at the bottom of a great mountain I gazed in awe.

When we reached the summit we planted our flag.

When we stood at the foot of the Universe I became as the shadow of the wind.

I, disappeared.


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dishevelled minds

dishevelled hoopla,
musical chairs
racial intolerance,
spiteful glares

conversational,
inspirational
crawling in a mire,
of .. agitation

tears of a once, enlightened mind
converge upon reality
transcend spirituality
rooted in secularity

primark makes the grade
specials at M & S
gotta keep the vanquished happy
feed them some cash



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glimpses of sanity

through a night and a day
the earthship thunders on,
tides turning like corkscrews,
glaciers twisting and grinding
massive forces gently tapping

was that the door again?
some dark and noble being
offering salvation or cheap energy
seeking .... donations
offering .... enlightenment
to the latest cause

continents, which come together
in a glorious techni-color
of quakes and eruptions
and still the earthship forges on
single-mindedly

why on earth is gilligans island on t.v?

as if on a preset target
glad I bought that blue shirt
an enormous pinball machine
spilled wine on the other
she took it off me, and breathed in
set in motion with the inevitability
a smile on her lips
of random chaos
tracing a nail
amongst the ravages of nature
performing a dance
around the stars
of another world
in the right place
at one
happy insanity
simply to be
glimpses of sanity


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sometimes I sit silently and I see my fingernails growing




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once upon a time an entity tapped me on the shoulder and asked in a heavenly voice,

"Take the weight of the world on your shoulders my son "

and I did and still do occassionally , at weekends , or on pancake tuesdays

doesn't have any significance though ,compared to the imagined size of women's bums


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surely Zee we men are a little more complex?

For myself I can remember having at least one other thought

Something nekkid with a beer in her hand.................


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I am
hail-able
jail-able
mail-able
nail able
o -able
sail-able

and avail-able



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when one comes to an acceptance
at last
of the past
and to its glorious successes
hidden within the angst
of making failures
of hanging banners
of rollin out the barrel
of misconceived enlightenment
then one can bathe
in the glow of here and now.

when one casts aside
speculation on the future
illumination of the past
the possibilities of miserable failures
rejections and downfalls
then one can perceive the sense of being ,
see, hear, taste, touch and feel
the real surrender and victory

innate resistance
to the waves of life
delivers us
to a place
unfettered by
shackles of society
with it's defensive perceptions
and we find
our previous distasteful conditions
are allayed.


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You're right of course and there are lots of attrocious happenings in the world .
Take the ongoing catastrophe which is centred in Zimbabwe or the wars being
waged across the globe. Greed seems to figure widely in many many events.

As Bill Hicks commented, if we took the money spent on waging wars ( ie profit to
the incrowd) and spent it on food for the starving and water for the dying etc we
could clear the world of those problems .....


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Today, over 26,500 children died around the world
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Around the world, some 26,500 children die every day.

That is equivalent to:

1 child dying every 3 seconds
18 children dying every minute
A 2004 Asian Tsunami occurring every week
An Iraq-scale death toll every 15–36 days
Almost 10 million children dying every year
Some 60 million children dying between 2000 and 2006
The silent killers are poverty, hunger, easily preventable diseases and illnesses, and other related causes. In spite of the scale of this daily/ongoing catastrophe, it rarely manages to achieve, much less sustain, prime-time, headline coverage.




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