Maybe an idea is more than a feeling 
Music in the background echoing into ears
Small conversations that mean more than their words
A 'meant to' journey that ended in a new path 
The power of nature without our control
Now, in this moment, I remember 
That true power, can't be controlled by us, 
The poets of this beautiful, isolated, complicated world 
Why do we ask for more, from nature 
...

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Maybe an idea is more than a feeling 
Music in the background echoing into ears
Small conversations that mean more than their words
A 'meant to' journey that ended in a new path 
The power of nature without our control
Now, in this moment, I remember 
That true power, can't be controlled by us, 
The poets of this beautiful, isolated, complicated world 
Why do we ask for more, from nature 
...

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the beach

not just a sandy haven with an ocean

no outside world to bother her 

only the sand and the ocean 

and the tranquility 

which allow for possibility

and hope - for something different

the beach

the promenade 

the liminal space

between intuition, time

and the quest for

truth

taken, borrowed, inspired by:

Not All Travellers Walk Roads:...

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As soft ripples calmly reflect from the ageing, ever present sun, day time slowly fades, along with the hopes and fears of another day. As I watch the delicate balance of nature perform it's daily ritual, my mind begins to follow it's pattern of renewal. 

peace among the waving, green palms that greet the warm, orange sunset. Small, wooden boats delicately resting on the calm water. As I gaze, ...

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a solo drum
the soft breeze drifting
light reflects from capirihina glasses
vocals awaken
waves waving goodbye for the night
sand resting in it's place
two blocks away 
ganzas begin to shake 
voices whisper
footsteps tap
goodnight sun 
Hello Rio.
 

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A system that relies on the slavery of the worker will not succumb to aiding its most vulnerable in a time of need. For that very system relies on this very abuse to keep it functioning. How else would our men survive in this world without the generous offerings of affordable alcohol and football from the terraces or the TV? Merely a pathway to tribalism. The distractions from work packed into a f...

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do not be disheartened
from the powers that be

they shape our media,
close our borders,
delegitimise our freedom,
emasculate our men,
oppress our women,
suppress queer identity,
profile non-white skin.

they take our taxes,
pay their bankers bonuses,
privatise and pollute our water,
shape our education,
control our minds,
continue colonial wars.

they steal oil and gas from the ...

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Ceasefire 

colonialism.Even today it still exists

the very framework from which our empire persits divide and rule, do they take us for a fool? 

More than 2000 years of peace in palestine, built with sweat and tears, all to fall down within the last 75 years

extinction. While Israel continues it's endeavour, our leaders simply stand by

even worse, they tell lie after lie

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walls thick with memories 

Stone arched staircases

Coloured like a flamingos

With each step, a feeling of dread 

Because 

Towering above them

the Colonial office 

Where fateful decisions were made

Families were separated

Torn apart like cattle

And tens of thousands perished 

In the centre of this small island

Which perches on the edge of Dakar, Senegal...

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Didn't your granny ever tell you
Don't pick the bluebells 

If you are to stumble across one 
Hiding amongst the weeds 
Peeping above the shrubs
Stretching beyond the pavement
Swaying in an desolate park
Reaching across meadows
Or 
Gathering in countryside fields

Then just remember what granny said 
Don't pick the bluebells

Unfortunately 
There was once a young, slim built man
W...

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