Category Archives: Indigenous

In Memory of a great One

Posted on September 14, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

Who will replace the Elders, those who stood for truth, those who stood the test of time – lives moulded in their youth? Who will stand in the against the tide that is a mighty wave; now to this so … Continue reading →

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Shadows from the past

Posted on February 7, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

There’s shadows on my Spirit, there’s shadows on my Soul, there’s shadows on my heart that make me feel less whole. The early generations; the ones who came before, they unleashed these shadows when they opened wide the door. The … Continue reading →

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Forgiveness

Posted on February 7, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

There is no forgiveness,only knowing distress.If we wish to feel Mother’s caressthen we need to see the messcreated by a world on fire;we dance atop it’s funeral pyredriven by our own desireLiar, liar, pants on firehow is it that you … Continue reading →

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Blood on the Wattle

Posted on February 7, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

There’s blood on the wattle and we need to heal the fortunes of futures, their fate we can seal. So much we have done and we can’t go back; we can’t change the past but we can future’s track. So … Continue reading →

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the end is nigh

Posted on October 26, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

We can rage all night but the deed is done; Direction Tree’s gone; a new war’s begun. They will not stop while Spirit’s alive; on pain and destruction these bastards thrive. Hold onto your hats folks, the end is nigh; … Continue reading →

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Finding futures in the past

Posted on July 16, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

The echoes of futures, the shadows they’ve cast; our futures are buried so deep in our past. Unless we can solve the labyrinth’s way it’s stuck in this place that we all will stay. Where are the answers but deep … Continue reading →

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I Stand

Posted on June 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

I stand because the guilt is mine; I know that I must hold the line. Forefathers failed; they knew the law it was just greed and love of war. Though riches made soon fell away; their karma struck at end … Continue reading →

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On Shadows

Posted on May 27, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

There’s Shadows on my Spirit, there’s Shadows on my Soul, there’s Shadows on my heart that make me feel less whole.. The early generations; the ones who came before they released those Shadows when they opened wide the door. The … Continue reading →

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Another Day

Posted on May 10, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

For years untold they walked their way and Gaia rejoiced every day. The answer’s there for all to see, the way the planet ought to be. But then we came and conquered all; beneath our might all nations fall. We … Continue reading →

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