Category Archives: Spirit

In the Ghetto

Posted on June 25, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

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’

Posted on June 25, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

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

Posted on June 21, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

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

Posted on June 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

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?

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Bigotry

Posted on June 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

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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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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Pachamama

Posted on June 7, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

The embrace of Pachamama, her gentle sweet caress. A feeling of contentment; couldn’t be more or less. She embraced me with wisdom, gentleness and more and it’s Pachamama always feels the true pain of war.

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The end is nigh

Posted on June 1, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

“The end is nigh” I hear them say while our world crumbles day by day and those who profit from the fall, we let them rule; they make the call. The instrument of our own demise; it’s us who listen … Continue reading →

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When?

Posted on May 24, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

When men become more gentle and the forests live in peace; When will it come, when will it start, when will the violence cease. We’re like a tribe that’s lost it land, a species lost it’s place. What will be … Continue reading →

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The Future

Posted on May 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

The Serpent comes; we will all die; this is truth’s perpetual lie. The Serpent is the truth at last; into the fire none will be cast. ‘Tis the Gods we’ve built from man that undermine Gaia’s true plan. Who are … Continue reading →

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History

Posted on May 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

There’ll be no history with no one left to tell what us fools did to ring that final bell. There’ll be no future and there’ll be no past when humanity itself has breathed its last. Whatever follows will never know … Continue reading →

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Time

Posted on May 8, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

When freedom is hid by a litany of lies, that is the time to trust your own eyes. When leaders don’t lead, but drag you behind, that is the time a new path to find. When the safety of all … Continue reading →

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The Shadow

Posted on April 19, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

There’s a shadow that I know so well it follows me, it comes from Hell. It is my sins from days gone by but I can lose it if I try. It fills my mind when I feel low; that … Continue reading →

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On religion

Posted on April 5, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

Life, if lived by many rules is mostly the domain of fools. There’s those who see life as a place where punishment is all we face. “We’re born in sin” their battle cry “Repent ye sinner, before you die” “Lest … Continue reading →

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The Drums

Posted on April 2, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

Over all a shadow comes the rolling thunder is its drums. It beats the tune that is the fall; the opposite – the trumpets call will call from deep within the land something so mighty and so grand that Spirit … Continue reading →

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