Bushfire
Bushfire 1
A landscape
With the charred remains
Of burnt death
Left lingering
The smell
Of dirt and tree
Still smouldering
The savagery
Of a single spark
To magnify the flame
And spread across the plain
To leave burning pains.
Black and brown
Apocalyptic display.
To leave
The dry taste of parched mouth
Parched tree
The tops of trees still white
As flames rode to the heights
The width and depth of inferno spree
Leaves a deferring history
For all the eyes to see.
Ma, Ma, MA
Your blessings are so plenty
The muse of mind just empty
But consciousness
Is cosmic grace
To shower those with faith
Your love is felt
To ego melt
To know the truth
of human race
You operate in all
In most you are asleep
Your children love you deep
Awaken those who seek
To know their souls
Are pure gold.
Age scares those who fear
Their body’s shifting gears
A wrinkle, sag,
A pinch, a bag
Aging is a drag
The youth they moan,
Are so young,
Their bodies untouched by age
But soon the shift
And beauty turns to rage
How could this be?
My history
Written on my face
This vehicle a disgrace
Don’t hold on so tight
This string of limbs
Will take you through this life
But worry not,
This dish will turn to rot
As youth is soon forgot
But trees change leaves
as Autumn falls
As hair turns to grey
Seasonal dismay
Trust all is okay
And don’t place treasures
Laid in vain
And just breathe today
What is this nonsense
What is this drama
The bliss of the world
Is the bliss of a farmer
I’ll grow fruit
To feed the starving
I’ll pray for rain
Don’t let these seeds
Die in Vain
A cloud appears
A trickle falls
A cry is sung
The plants are young
To grow up tall
To reach the sky
Touch the clouds
Way up high
No loving animal could curse
Why have our words become profane
Our bodies turned to lumps
Our cosmetics made us vain
All children are complete
Soon to be disguised
Don’t beauty model children
to scrutinous eyes
Let them run through fields
and feed birds on the ground
And let their educators be wise
no child can suffer lies
Some dwell
in the depths
of love
Smother like
an ocean
Some calcify
like rocks
Smothered in a hypnotised potion
You are your own
Saviour
Save yourself
From this illusionary
Self Image Directionary
unknowing tiny
tainted yuck
Awaken
You are that
and all
All of this talking is getting nowhere
Why drain our word goop
Unsolved mysteries of Us
This Lila
Radha and Krishna
Lets solve this uncertainty
A litmus test
An embrace to reveal
The fake from the real
Hesitation
or
Suffocation
An eclipse of the Sun
The moon squares
And all answers
are questioned
and answered
Death does not hurt those
That know
Death does not scare those
That know
I know ,
Do you?
What can die
has died to me,
I hope it,
will die
to you
Lets not hurt people with our bodies
Lets not hurt people with our words
Lets not hurt people with our hearts
Sounds like the solution to most of the worlds problems and suffering.
Forget yourself
let your body go
Surrender to the voidness
Noiseless empty ahem
hamsa
a prayer of silence
then
dance with your hips
Don’t complain about your troubles
Don’t close yourself to whimper
Stretch out to hug the air
Make whatever noises you feel like
Vibrate Cosmic Joy
Smile to your cheeks scream
You are not solid matter
Out of Body sky hugging angelic
Return to sip tea from fancy china
The clouds are figments of
Water Dances
A cosmic lila
You are that
This eye knows inspiration
Ecstatic Beatific Vision of Ah
The Burning brush
hum dum
One eyed image
of dancing Sage
Singing RAM
Blow your conch shell
The painting dances
Close your eyes
And see anew
cataclysmic chillums
Long bearded beaded limbs
ash coverings
I don’t want to work all day
Let me sit by this river
And feel anew
Therapist Lecturer asks questions
Why don’t you have problems?
What about your parents and their flaws?
ah, I forgive them for any misgivings
, they did and do their best,
What about your love life?
She asks me-
ah, I say, yes I have known love and became it
and no partner can love me
till they love them-self
Where is your bodily pain?
ah, what grace, this body
is a beautiful vehicle
You’ll make a shit therapist she says
You need to suffer more
Reduce your bliss
Evil Witchy Eye
A Saint know Divine Love
Dwells in all
The Light
The sun and moon
We are that
This heart knows compassion
fore Deviled Ego gloom
Don’t identify with those thoughts
They just silly waves
This tongue cannot Lie
We need Therapists
Because there are those
Who have questions
Neutral Reflective Recievers
Open heart knowers
Allow answerable knowings
Ease your pain
There is still goodness
You are still whole
The bank may own your house
But you still own your soul!
I cant breathe in the city
The cars with innumerable drivers
Pumping petrol gas toxic farts
In air conditioned autos
Bought from Bank loan
To never be repaid till death
Driving to doom gloom
Window curtain, polystyrene coffee cup
Fluro light, dim dim diminution
Small talk, small heart
Corporate merger pressed suit
Business card, firm handshake
High Stakes business meeting
To discuss whipping policies.
We’ll make a Million!
A Million Chinese Children scream
With tormented anticipation
Whip Whip
Where is the business man hug?
Never was and never will be-
We run this country
Power hungry, Money thirsty
Never Satisfied till sweet bonus
Retirement plan relaxation
Ah, where did I leave my briefcase?
I don’t want to live in a city-
the forest talks to me
birds screech beautiful language
Of love, animals prowl for hunt
We need the weak to know the strong
Donald Trump lets out a whimper
My heart is cold!
Fetch me a scotch and cola.
We need the greedy few,
Cancer is commodified and dreamt up
by Pharmaceutical Monsanto Pipe Dream blowout!
We’ll make millions!
We need a government of pure children
to monitor the adults of horrid
screech speech dirty picture vice.
What will our Grandchildren think?
We need virtue huggers
the trees talk with the language of the wind,
We’ve blocked our ears to the song of the earth.
Concrete roads, skyscraper phallic symbols.
I worked hard for this penthouse.
Wall Street bankers receive Satanic blow jobs
Save yourself!
Dont dwell in morbid monetary gloom
Your feet know the language of the dirt
When were you naked and felt no shame?
Why does your mind control you?
Babies know the truth
Soon forgetting their own Divine Love
To be School in person training
Cog Cry Cry Maintenence.
This boy has ADD
Lets feed him pills till he sleeps,
I dont feel like sitting,
I want to play on trees
Sing to girls and draw
Pictures with fingers of Sun and Moon.
No love for unborn abortions
What’s the purpose?
John and Yoko kiss under blankets
Bang Bang
All beautiful revolutionaries shot by gunmen
Screeching Sinister Manchurian Candidates
For Presidential, Parliamentary, Prohibitionary Parties.
Lets drink turpentine
Homeless Bums on intergalactic
missionary angelic wino knowledge
I want to sleep under the stars
And sip in cosmic Air
Goop Goop
Only the heart knows truth
The mind too putrified to listen to
And absorb tender love.
Why don’t our Parliamentary documents
Start with I love you
And end with a group hug?
Forget your Dreaming Wishes
Download a terabyte of pornography
This monitor will be my lover
Too afraid to say I love you.