Emotion

When the music calls

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Monash University auditorium

The stage is set

Lights fade creating shadowy figures

moving between empty chairs

Cello bows rise in unison

while the viola brings forth it’s inner voice

The soft melody pulls

repressed emotions form past loss

whilst the song of the rhythm stick exposes your true nature

from my mind

Resounding drumming resonates

through your spirit world

and into my soul

Escape is a vanishing idea

with reality questioned

Age has worn my whole being

the music draws me forward

I surrender to the unknown embrace

Dreaming

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William Ricketts sanctuary, Mount Dandenong Observatory Victoria, Australia

The space between broken lines

dances across stone and moss

creating rainbows in 3D

II

Wild vibrations

move in synchronization

producing deep evocative laughter

from hidden ghosts

II

It devours the mind

II

Psychic energy displaced

within decayed walls

extracts memories

of distorted night time creatures

II

Multicoloured shapes weave side to side

echoing high pitched, mechanical screams

that escape between the dream worlds

II

Freezing air cuts deep into flesh

until it bleeds into worn fissures

sending a message

in foreign correspondence

II

Fracturing the impossible hallucinations

takes corage and belief

in a world beyond normality

II

Anticipation builds

immediately upon the world’s silence.

II

Just before dawn breaks

across the barrier of darkness,

the world stops spinning

as the angel of daylight

heralds the arrival

of the opening of the gateway

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Grade 4 – (me, front row far left) Happy days

The old school desk

weathered and dark in tint

faded memories

in  carved initials on wooden lids

mask secret lovers messages

left behind

Isolation Dreaming

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Sinister voices

reach within silent crevices

in synchronization with disfigured fingers

striking chords

across exposed skin

Overwhelming body spasms

take hold

before sleep paralysis

controls escape

Relentless faces

mouthing desperate pleas for help

then feeding on pulsating

hidden fears

Walls rise and fall

twist and turn

inside and out

until up becomes down

The now weightless figures

begin to pass

between rainbow lights

intertwining to become one

corrupt form

Amethyst thorns

tap into the mind

seeking out pathways

to foresee the future

With renewed strength

I open the jade door before me

and follow the vision

of the blue eyed raven in flight

toward a new day

Travelling to the unknown

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The moonlight shimmered across the rising tide water

The waves lapped the shoreline

with the wash smoothing the sand

of past footsteps

Days have been numbered

before the minds of the elders

decided if the sights of the city

disappear

 

I drink in the cool sea mist

reclaiming long ago memories

that may be torn away

with the world I have known

 

Friends and strangers connect with silent stares

all too afraid to ask

‘Are we there yet?’

 

Every person’s journey to this point

an unwanted reality or a happy confrontation

Different with past experiences

but now we are on the same path

 

All that is left here on the path

is the spirit of survival

whilst an outsider, minor few

decide the fate of many

 

It’s time for me to choose

isolation and turn away

or give my life with the many

on the dreaded roller-coaster

before my travels are over

 

 

Dark Words

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When the sunlight touches my skin

I smell the wildflowers

embracing all extraordinary moments

I surrender to your words

and respect the insight

that reveals the truth

Savouring strange encounters

creates difference beyond expectations

with the flavour of life

beneath the ageless tree that stands beside

cascading white frothed water

the sunlight warms the earth

before the mist and darkness falls

concealing the path back to normalcy

In between, contrasting conditions,

I will weave thoughts

of commanding the guard to subdue you

Until your words

become the ghosts of the past

and the sunlight touches my skin

once more

 

You are not alone

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Microscopic view of animal Neuroendocrine cells – regulating the integration between the nervous system and the endocrine system – photo taken during class

 

The integration of one with another

or half to whole within this continuous existence

Is not enough

major change bestows eqaul oportunity to all

but also allows for false hope

 

Can an unsung hero create the melding to one entity

within our world after the enemy retreats

There could be a joint collective

where flexibility of movement

with multilateral healing  creates an ebb and return

 

I wonder if denial of reality while we are sleeping

creates the evolution of sadness as  life becomes too much

We share daydreams and nightmares

like clouds share thunder

creating reflected light

that leaves the belief of  freedom

vanishing with paralysis taking control of our brain

 

Break free and experience life’s complexity

share with those close to you

You are not alone

 

The Artist

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Irrelevant but connected time draws us close

to a mindful revelation that perhaps time

is all but some sort of cartoon image

and we are all caught

in the artists’ bare hand