Wounded Healer
Wounded Healer
Chestfull of Grief
Subdued Heart
Full of Mischief
Scan my Matter
I am a Thief
Don’t listen to Spirit
Just Seeking Relief
Drowning Dreamer
Trauma of Belief
Rivers to Conquer
I am the Dirt
The Soil that Speaks
Monday 17th December 2018 9:45 am
Portals to Other Worlds
You can find it in the drumbeat of a Shaman
Or within trees which possess doorways of hope
A certain stone can transport terrestrials
A mirror reflects what we know
A panorama roars into our psyche
While smells of childhood sear on our souls
The music we know the words to
even though we've never heard it before
We write a poem sacred in its rawness
Visit church...
Sunday 23rd September 2018 4:30 pm
Dead Wood
Dead wood, no good.
Get rid of the dead
wood that won’t burn
like wet yew branches.
People are dead wood,
like soul callouses.
They cling to you,
bring only judgement.
Spouting forth sin,
or their own piss;
its all the same
when you don’t drink it.
They call you wrong,
say you are useless,
no use for burning.
I smack the dead wood
out of my life,
...Friday 19th January 2018 10:33 am
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