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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

My Mountaintop


At times I walk the lonely path no matter who’s beside me while voices I hear in my mind don’t comfort but deride me. Then even if surrounded by those people and their smiles I can find no other Spirit … Continue reading

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A Little Poem Of Tarts by Sophie Fletcher


You can get all sorts of tarts Making them is one of the arts Lemon, jam and berry too Though I don’t think there is one of poo Some are plastic some are real Some even taste of orange peel … Continue reading

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Beauty


The beauty is there every day but sometimes it just hides away; it hides from worlds that can’t believe, it hides from folk who can’t conceive of beauty with no earthy reasons; of beauty greater that the Seasons. But still … Continue reading

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Live Life


Stick to the path, that straight narrow line; stick to the path and life will be fine. Follow ‘The Way’; the way that you’re told follow ‘The Way’; come in from the cold. Live life in boredom and never be … Continue reading

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Don’t follow the leader


Don’t follow the leader, the bastard is mad; anywhere he goes is sure to be bad. Follow your heart; that is always true. Follow the truth; the wisdom is you!

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Where in the world (a response to bible bashers)


Where does it live now, that beauty I know? Where in the world do the wild rivers flow? Where is the place where the silence begins? For that is the place we’re forgiven our sins. Our sins are the crimes … Continue reading

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The Ballad of Scott Morrison


I have a heart, it’s made of coal; for Mamon I did sell my Soul. 30 pieces of silver was my price; now with no Soul I’m cold as ice. But that’s OK within my role; selling Australia is my … Continue reading

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Choices and Voices


Twixt lies and bullshit we must choose knowing the worst lier will lose. So we’re left with ‘he who lies most’ a thing of which they seem to boast. In politics it seems to be “The greatest lies will set … Continue reading

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Beauty


Today I took a Journey, if only in my mind to find a place of beauty; easy and hard to find. I looked out at the people all rushing to and fro with no destination; with nowhere real to go. … Continue reading

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Where?


It’s all in your mind if you’re sane or insane. You’re hard as wood if it goes against the grain. It’s mostly in your mind that you feel the pain. Most of our lives we pour just down the drain. … Continue reading

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Why? Why not?


Life is so different if it’s not the same. Everyone’s innocent if there’s no one to blame. You would still be you without your name. You’re still a star if you don’t have the fame. It’s only your wildness stops … Continue reading

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A Haiku for our children:


Whatever you do is always embarrassing the eyes of your child

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Those dogs of war


“This will be the end of war” they cried; too many souls have this time died. But still they strut and postulate; those dogs of war, those dogs of hate. When fields of green are bathed in blood their pretty … Continue reading

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Suffering


Have you noticed how men can’t just speak from their heart Suffering is deep.

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The end is nigh


“The end is nigh” I heard him say, but I just carried on my way. I knew ’twas there and just begun; but life’s so busy, I must run. So there I sat like Nero’s clone part of this monster … Continue reading

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