Poetry Blogs (mystic)
I thank earth.
I thank my fortune in being born where and when,
And to whom and with whom I was born.
I thank water.
I thank my fortune in having health and sense,
And sense of health, and sense of sense.
I thank wind.
I thank my fortune in my paths and choices,
For they have led me to this path and choice.
I thank fire.
I thank my fortune in my abilities and disabilities
Thursday 26th November 2020 2:58 pm
I'm posting this following a conversation I had with the botanist John Parker (Director, Cambridge University Botanic Garden, 1996-2010) after a public reading from the book Deciphering Ancient Minds: The Mystery of San Bushman Rock Art by David Lewis-Williams and Sam Challis (Thames & Hudson, 2012). The South African San "bushmen" and their culture are a particular interest of John's, and we brie...
Wednesday 28th August 2019 7:55 pm
Well hello my poetic brethren.
The time has come for yet more spewings from the mind to be shared amongst you. This time I have been partially inspired by a book I'm reading at the moment and partially by a dream I had. I'm pretty sure the two were linked anyway. So let me whisk you friends into the mystical world of Sands.
Vision blurred as focus regains
Thursday 18th October 2012 12:46 pm
( A french poem with english translation )
J'irai allonger ma tête dans la cavité de la pierre,
Pour ne plus entendre les lamentations de la Terre.
L'arbre, sur l'horizon, se déracine,
Et laisse son feuillage s'envoler dans les vents.
Les oiseaux ont laissé leur pavillon d'été.
Je mettrai sur mes épaules le manteau de ta prése...
Tuesday 19th June 2012 11:35 am
(A work in progress & in constant evolution...)
What would say William Blake if he saw this world post-revolution?
What would he say if he had been witness of the greatest cataclysm of
What would he think about universalization when his gaze turned to
Can its spirit be dumb?
He wrote an answer in the form of a lullaby.
Tuesday 19th June 2012 7:37 am