The space between broken lines
dances across stone and moss
creating rainbows in 3D
move in synchronization
producing deep evocative laughter
from hidden ghosts
It devours the mind
Psychic energy displaced
within decayed walls
of distorted night time creatures
Multicoloured shapes weave side to side
echoing high pitched, mechanical screams
that escape between the dream worlds
Freezing air cuts deep into flesh
until it bleeds into worn fissures
sending a message
in foreign correspondence
Fracturing the impossible hallucinations
takes corage and belief
in a world beyond normality
immediately upon the world’s silence.
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
Very excited that my book “Otis paul & Harry the Hairy Echidna’ was displayed at the National Teachers of English Book fair, NY, USA
Keanu (one of my original reviewers)
35 books sold in an hour and some memorable moments with friends, colleagues and past students!
My heart is bursting!
I have been so fortunate, not only with having a dream come true but to have the support and friendship of awesome people such as Trideep ( T ) and George at Cinque Lire at Monash University.
Friendship is possibly the greatest thing on earth!
What is said, however, by myself or by others, matters little. The important thing, the thing that lies before me, the thing that I have to do, if the brief remainder of my days is not to be maimed, marred, and incomplete, is to absorb into my nature all that has been done to me, to make it part of me, to accept it without complaint, fear, or reluctance. The supreme vice is shallowness. Whatever is realised is right.
Oscar Wilde – part there of “De Profundis”
Canberra, ACT, Australia – Floriade show September 2108
The seed bearer
The finest of Individuals
I was fortunate to be invited to an Indigenous smoking ceremony to celebrate Living Culture celebrating the incorporation as a NGO. The ceremony was performed by Adam Maggenis to protect those there against the “spears from other tribes”. It was just before dusk (sorry for the brightness of the setting sun – used my iPhone). It was organised by Lionel Lauch – Living Culture – the Indigenous caretaker of the land at a place called “The Briars” on the Mornington Peninsula.
The smell of the burning native plants representing Mother, Family and the Earth was intoxicating and gave each person there a distinct connection to the natural environment surrounding us.
Later the famous Archie Roach who is of the stolen generation sang a few songs –