scatter cushions
...turning..
..floating...
turning around
in silent circulation
through the circle
of a system
where the solar cycles
turn telekinesis
into fine degrees of
transcommunication
turning cushions in the air
they turn around
as we float them by
with the system of an eye
and scatter light
across a fabric
in motion
where the moment meets
the centre
of the circle
where the circles
cycle by
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
word and words
one way with words is talking
clearly and concisely
sending syllable sounds walking
whilst wondering where precisely
arbo rollom beatrix pigg
heapo peepo durnum chigg
these are words that go somewhere
over hills within the air
so sew your ceiling to the sky
take a trip inside a tree
and see how words can flip and fly
eating elec trici ty
narmut chissle under rodo
tarnut chib quasi modo
holo ruddle worral hob
hello chuddle borrow blob
RAKE A WUTTLE
TO THE CHABB
AND WRAP YOUR RUTTLE
WITH A YABB!!!!!!!!!
clearly and concisely
sending syllable sounds walking
whilst wondering where precisely
arbo rollom beatrix pigg
heapo peepo durnum chigg
these are words that go somewhere
over hills within the air
so sew your ceiling to the sky
take a trip inside a tree
and see how words can flip and fly
eating elec trici ty
narmut chissle under rodo
tarnut chib quasi modo
holo ruddle worral hob
hello chuddle borrow blob
RAKE A WUTTLE
TO THE CHABB
AND WRAP YOUR RUTTLE
WITH A YABB!!!!!!!!!
Friday, May 16, 2008
between start
all through the total road
campagnolos become rolled
over mountain gravity
down to ground activity
in spinning shine of air and sun
an anquetil becomes one
in flying colours of the throng
where velocity and jacques belong
pursuing cycle energy
into group telepathy
where the winner can depart
through the finish of the start
campagnolos become rolled
over mountain gravity
down to ground activity
in spinning shine of air and sun
an anquetil becomes one
in flying colours of the throng
where velocity and jacques belong
pursuing cycle energy
into group telepathy
where the winner can depart
through the finish of the start
cave of sight and sound
looking for the age of high
in the cave of concave sitter
roaming with the wide eye
that lights upon a cave shitter
blast of air
echo warning
hello there
good morning
in the cave of concave sitter
roaming with the wide eye
that lights upon a cave shitter
blast of air
echo warning
hello there
good morning
Thursday, May 15, 2008
light loom
over hills with trees diverse
through laws of the universe
drama unravels
as time travels
to points of view
(they're all for you)
to enlighten your own
which is then sewn
into a fabric of light
that is woven at night
by an orbital loom
we know as the moon
through laws of the universe
drama unravels
as time travels
to points of view
(they're all for you)
to enlighten your own
which is then sewn
into a fabric of light
that is woven at night
by an orbital loom
we know as the moon
Friday, May 9, 2008
experiences and wishes for pavement
take us up and down
and around the bend
on a journey that is
much longer than it is wide
on a pavement that is much stronger
than a shoe
some go around the block
others are straight or meandering
some reside with houses
then take off down the lane to trees and fields
our thoughts walk along the pavement
then wander away towards a bush or chimney
the lamp posts look similar
and we avoid them when we can
a pavement has a curb on one side
and the road is there
and if we dare
we can cross to the other side
turning motion into time
along the pavement pattern
we see it is slim
which it often is
we can find epiphany on pavement
or turn around if so wish
and our eyes are horizontal
with a pavement's flight
go past robo house
and belmattron window
see reflective coco
with coppi(*) in the air
this is what we do
with pavement on the ground
on pavement that is with us
when we are there
(*) fausto coppi italian racing cyclist, winner of the tour de france 1949 and 1952 and five times winner of the giro d'italia 1940, 1947, 1949, 1952 and 1953
and around the bend
on a journey that is
much longer than it is wide
on a pavement that is much stronger
than a shoe
some go around the block
others are straight or meandering
some reside with houses
then take off down the lane to trees and fields
our thoughts walk along the pavement
then wander away towards a bush or chimney
the lamp posts look similar
and we avoid them when we can
a pavement has a curb on one side
and the road is there
and if we dare
we can cross to the other side
turning motion into time
along the pavement pattern
we see it is slim
which it often is
we can find epiphany on pavement
or turn around if so wish
and our eyes are horizontal
with a pavement's flight
go past robo house
and belmattron window
see reflective coco
with coppi(*) in the air
this is what we do
with pavement on the ground
on pavement that is with us
when we are there
(*) fausto coppi italian racing cyclist, winner of the tour de france 1949 and 1952 and five times winner of the giro d'italia 1940, 1947, 1949, 1952 and 1953
Monday, December 31, 2007
chestnut tea
i like to drink a cup of tea
because i drink it splendidly
before i take a little walk
in the park where puddings talk
beneath the sky that's high and wide
where wondering clouds cannot hide
from the birds who wheel and thread
across the sky within my head
whereupon a tree i see
a chestnut tree that looks at me
with a sea of lazy leaves
singing leaves in the breeze
making notions come to me
in a motion suddenly
that when the sky turns in the air
it makes my shoes go over there
along a zig and zagging street
the street where time and people meet
sometimes with a cup of tea
in a garden up a tree
because i drink it splendidly
before i take a little walk
in the park where puddings talk
beneath the sky that's high and wide
where wondering clouds cannot hide
from the birds who wheel and thread
across the sky within my head
whereupon a tree i see
a chestnut tree that looks at me
with a sea of lazy leaves
singing leaves in the breeze
making notions come to me
in a motion suddenly
that when the sky turns in the air
it makes my shoes go over there
along a zig and zagging street
the street where time and people meet
sometimes with a cup of tea
in a garden up a tree
Friday, December 28, 2007
Bowls
it's a bowling ball
as i recall
see it rolling
when you're bowling
turning round
in circle time
going somewhere
over there
across the green
with a sheen
like an eye strolling
where the bowl is rolling
oh
as i recall
see it rolling
when you're bowling
turning round
in circle time
going somewhere
over there
across the green
with a sheen
like an eye strolling
where the bowl is rolling
oh
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
Things
secret sound
of silent things
turns around
making pings
that are found
in little rings
by a hound
made of strings
homosapiens come and go
speaking words i don't know
hungarians start a show
smashing my old piano
i decide to sing
a very silly thing
'up the stairs
and through the pears
crimson bears
eat apples and chairs'
then i see a ring
vanish in a ping
of silent things
turns around
making pings
that are found
in little rings
by a hound
made of strings
homosapiens come and go
speaking words i don't know
hungarians start a show
smashing my old piano
i decide to sing
a very silly thing
'up the stairs
and through the pears
crimson bears
eat apples and chairs'
then i see a ring
vanish in a ping
Friday, August 17, 2007
Water Things
I am only young and only just begun, I see the bobbing light on the water where the future scenes of where I am belong, a light that bobs along and will become the recollection of scenes stretching inside the reflection of light that flexes then shrinks and stretches on the water surface as my senses are sprinkled among those who belong where the trinkets of time come from here in a bowl to find a flow in games with water for my boating captivated by the show of glistening light where time is floating, I am only young and only just begun.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Around The Air
chimes in circles of time
chime inside the air where the air circles
around the air
around the chime
as the circles
declare
the circle rhyme
chime inside the air where the air circles
around the air
around the chime
as the circles
declare
the circle rhyme
rotate and fly
turn silent songs
into invisible sights
with places found inside
elemental sounds
wide and long rotating
sight inside the hand
of sounds on round
ground where the beta land is
bound again in sight beside
a song where light and air
bright
alpha
light prepares to turn
around a sky of faces
through one hundred and eighty places
into invisible sights
with places found inside
elemental sounds
wide and long rotating
sight inside the hand
of sounds on round
ground where the beta land is
bound again in sight beside
a song where light and air
bright
alpha
light prepares to turn
around a sky of faces
through one hundred and eighty places
Located
Around a voice
Around a time
Around the remembered place
And through a choice
And through a rhyme
And through the connected space
All the times live as one
And one is two beyond
When the two are one again
The whole will be regained
Around a time
Around the remembered place
And through a choice
And through a rhyme
And through the connected space
All the times live as one
And one is two beyond
When the two are one again
The whole will be regained
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
High and Wide
the white houses parade
in the high and wide
while their shapes are made
in a wandering ride
through the head
across your sky
thoughts are lead
by your own eye
in the high and wide
while their shapes are made
in a wandering ride
through the head
across your sky
thoughts are lead
by your own eye
Monday, August 13, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Open Head
i lay on a bed
and open my head
into the places
where people's faces
come and go
they're people i know
beginning to leave
i start to weave
into a room
wrapped in a tune
someone has spoken
we're out in the open
there's a drum in my dream
it rolls in a stream
a timeless thing
connected by string
i take off my hat
and follow a cat
and open my head
into the places
where people's faces
come and go
they're people i know
beginning to leave
i start to weave
into a room
wrapped in a tune
someone has spoken
we're out in the open
there's a drum in my dream
it rolls in a stream
a timeless thing
connected by string
i take off my hat
and follow a cat
Light & Air
soft gust of light
breeze and hover
on the air hover
there
where the air hovers
on the light
a dandelion bobbles
a butterfly wobbles
breeze and hover
on the air hover
there
where the air hovers
on the light
a dandelion bobbles
a butterfly wobbles
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