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Category Archives: Spirit
the end is nigh
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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How long to weep in silence
How long to weep in silencein this place without a soul?How long to weep in silencewhile their machine eats us whole?The soulless ones who rule uswith their slimy silken glovehiding their assault rifle;monster disguised as a dove.They tear the heart … Continue reading
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Lies
So quickly we swallow the lines we are fed, hook, line and sinker;so quickly the ‘truths’ they espouse drive will out the thinker.From the words spoke so silken from the silver tongued oneto the softly veiled threats when the whole … Continue reading
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The One Tree
The One Tree withers, so soon to die; no longer its boughs to reach the sky. No more the link – Heaven to Gaia; lost to humanities greed and fire. ‘Tis humans alone caused our demise with our loss of … Continue reading
Posted in Gaia, Life, nature, Spirit, Uncategorized
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Chant from Yarneeth
I have so much I must learn to reach the place for which I yearn and every Right thing that I spurn is just another bridge I burn
Posted in Journey, Life, Spirit
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A Dream?
I fell away down to the top of the stairs to a world with no worries, a world with no cares. So I dusted myself off as I stood at the top and realised this wasn’t where I wanted to … Continue reading
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The Weeping Willow
I miss the Willow though I know why the ecologists did make her die. Not a native, she choked our streams; so though the tree of the poets dreams all thought of her removed from sight in the war for … Continue reading
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The Fearing
The great Fearing was upon them and it runs across the lands. The Fearing had no substance like the drifting Sands. When the Fearing is upon you, to Hades your Soul is bound; when the Fearing is upon you your … Continue reading
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Fear
It eats away at heart and soul; fear’s freezing heat – a burning coal. It freezes thought, nought can be done; like at our temple there’s a gun. Immobilized in thought and deed so none can move in time of … Continue reading
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Black & White
In a colourless world of black and white where all things are seen as wrong or right where “I’m always right and you are wrong” is the rhythm behind almost every song. Where there is no colour, there is no … Continue reading
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In the Ghetto
I live with the walking wounded, where their pain is a thing they share; I walk among our world’s unwanted, where no one know how to care. My life’s amongst the great unwashed; emotions all stripped bare but I walk … Continue reading
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‘Knowing’
One day a man invented ‘knowing’ a wondrous way to be; it was the one thing he knew, could set the whole world free. And so he went on ‘knowing’ teaching it to many more but many would own ‘knowing’ … Continue reading
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By and by
There is a place that I once knew where happiness just grew and grew. Where folk were greeted with a smile and asked to linger for a while. People would laugh and play and sing; a place where all could … Continue reading
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The Place
Body Spirit and in song this is a place where I belong. I open wide my heart and mind; I am here now, what will I find?
Bigotry
When bigotry does rise what part of us then dies? Much Spirit becomes lost; that is the final cost. Our wisdom of the past in ‘progress’ fire we cast for our ‘truth’ so unreal; the coin in which we deal. … Continue reading
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