Winding photons hum
20 April 2017
Earth inhale
The journey a snail
Chests impale
Rising sail
The tongue in skies flying whale
Withered leaves exhale
Shooting sparks
Firing through the parks
Soaring larks
Dog that barks
Cerberus familiar harks
Upending of quarks
Momentum
Dust a lone kingdom
Now will come
His fiefdom
The mind tighter than a drum
Winding photons hum
Reading of the poem:
Harmoni – Anahata
In beating temples
17 April 2017
Hawk’s eye stirs
Mesmerised iris
Glaring whirs
Into sight
The shadow behind that blurs
Witnesses of light
Invoke me
A game to dethrone
Casting stone
In rivers
The thought that blind delivers
From mirrors of old
Beat the cold
The breath throbbing drum
In the hum
Tale of two
Passengers that we once knew
In beating temples
Reading of the poem:
Heart Warriors – Byron Metcalf
Not at Home
14 May 2016
The garden
Withers from the sun
It once breathed
Shining bright
The same rays give life and death
All is in dosage
Drop by drop
Even venom cures
Plastic face
Renews grace
Through the effect of poison
Coursing through its lines
Drip by drip
The blood exchanges
Old for new
They were few
Now they scurry throughout Earth
Ants in royal hills
Pulse by pulse
We measure other
The heartbeat
A keen drum
Of all the feelings the sum
Muffled nothingness
Pace by pace
I gain momentum
Consistence
The tedium
Daily inching towards hope
While this Earth I roam
Not at home
Lost in wilderness
Green ivy
Enchains me
Into thickest of the fear
As I look for keys
Not at home
The padlock still creaks
Though I oil
Its hinges
Stealing myself through thin holes
For a glance at home
Soul cringes
Upon the return
The elders
They make way
Brash generations today
Their young mind wavers
Not at home
No lessons are learnt
Amnesia
The only tool
I chase my tail like a fool
Humourless plaything
Not at home
Invisible dome
Compresses
Suppresses
The eyes in all Cypresses
Giant lookout post
Reading of the poem: 
Sunny Road – Emiliana Torrini
Tookah – Emiliana Torrini
Baby Blue – Emiliana Torrini
When you and I sleep
17 August 2015
I lost you in dark
Confusion reigned everywhere
As all lights went out
Your hand reached silent
Through walls that surrounded me
And lo set me free!
We flew like angels
Wings redeemed glorious light
Warming our wane hearts
Night silent aided
Memories flew to heartbeat
In stillness we spoke
I listened to drum
In between chest and soft throats
Where your life quivered
Making of dreamtime
Called to mind wand of magic
Our waves were stronger
When you and I sleep
Time folds on itself slumber
So deep is our bond
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