Submissions by graham_brodie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
perhaps mystery
sound to silence
just cold waves juddering through
shaping a passage for hunting ships
which return home, always home
just cold waves juddering through
shaping a passage for hunting ships
which return home, always home
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be honest with truth
heal
heal
just this
heal
heal
heal
just this
child to grown truth
heal
you know already without fear
heal
heal
just this
heal
heal
heal
just this
child to grown truth
heal
you know already without fear
heal
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2 Comments
fly agaric
perhaps religion is a disguise
hiding the truth
a self experience with all there is
which is infinite
which can liberate you from this illusion
of fixed dimension
perhaps there is a freedom in psychedelic mushrooms
or psychedelic plants
or both....
you might not know till you try
instead of feeling lost,
feeling shut down and shy
give it a try
to know you matter
as much as the whales in our seas
like our butterflies flying
like our waters recycling
like you breathing
hiding the truth
a self experience with all there is
which is infinite
which can liberate you from this illusion
of fixed dimension
perhaps there is a freedom in psychedelic mushrooms
or psychedelic plants
or both....
you might not know till you try
instead of feeling lost,
feeling shut down and shy
give it a try
to know you matter
as much as the whales in our seas
like our butterflies flying
like our waters recycling
like you breathing
678 reads
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hoch
going blind with pain
and yet the music sounds the same
with light notes floating towards things
away from those things
as the ham hoch bubbles on a stove
mixing bright red lentils
joining the turnip touching the tatties
mixing up the onions
welcoming carrots through the blindness
of pain
and yet the music sounds the same
with light notes floating towards things
away from those things
as the ham hoch bubbles on a stove
mixing bright red lentils
joining the turnip touching the tatties
mixing up the onions
welcoming carrots through the blindness
of pain
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a nature of choice
silence rained
as a golden sun which sparkled
chose to float warmth to earth
filling our soils with zinc
filling our souls with love
as a golden sun which sparkled
chose to float warmth to earth
filling our soils with zinc
filling our souls with love
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Mr and Mrs Normal at work
He and she sat slightly up
dressed in fresh gap clothing
opposite each other
from the top corner, waiting
for the call with their numbers
relaxing assured as they did this every day
collecting cash in hand
feeling smug about the way of it
the way they play their game of life
no care about the concequences
for the ill and de-stressed
whoes lives were in their hands
on the receiving end of their greed
who will be popping the pills they pass as OK
in a few years time through need
somewhere in some lonely place
hidden ...
dressed in fresh gap clothing
opposite each other
from the top corner, waiting
for the call with their numbers
relaxing assured as they did this every day
collecting cash in hand
feeling smug about the way of it
the way they play their game of life
no care about the concequences
for the ill and de-stressed
whoes lives were in their hands
on the receiving end of their greed
who will be popping the pills they pass as OK
in a few years time through need
somewhere in some lonely place
hidden ...
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fearful soul come out into the sunlight and play
when you look through
this glass will ask you if you are true
or perhaps ask
the joker in you to fail
as this water weeps away
another soul is born to this world
to run, skip and play
with you
heart to heart
please don't be afraid
trust fear, love
and make friends
this glass will ask you if you are true
or perhaps ask
the joker in you to fail
as this water weeps away
another soul is born to this world
to run, skip and play
with you
heart to heart
please don't be afraid
trust fear, love
and make friends
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1 Comment
pure
looking beyond the sun
and loving wings
said of angels
smiling through me and my
You glance at me standing
looking with no value
through the glass at shoes
knowing my feet are relaxed
you melt me another erotic hollow statement
which I didn't vote for
but wish your truth would leap
through electricity to meet me
my flesh
my truth
my all in pain
loving through all of this tension
if that was the way if
only the pavements welcomed us
silently
and free
and loving wings
said of angels
smiling through me and my
You glance at me standing
looking with no value
through the glass at shoes
knowing my feet are relaxed
you melt me another erotic hollow statement
which I didn't vote for
but wish your truth would leap
through electricity to meet me
my flesh
my truth
my all in pain
loving through all of this tension
if that was the way if
only the pavements welcomed us
silently
and free
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up not down
Jack Daws on the bread
as the simple snow
tries as it will to float
through the ground
watering the earth in its way
adding to our rivers and oceans
reminding to look up when you can
not down to the pavements
as someone walks towards,
always walk with our heads up
I hear them say.....
walk tall like the ships of old
high upon the raging seas
heading for the stars
through the sprays
directly towards their goal
with their sails held high,
like the sparrow feeding to feed
its young with heads held high
gape...
as the simple snow
tries as it will to float
through the ground
watering the earth in its way
adding to our rivers and oceans
reminding to look up when you can
not down to the pavements
as someone walks towards,
always walk with our heads up
I hear them say.....
walk tall like the ships of old
high upon the raging seas
heading for the stars
through the sprays
directly towards their goal
with their sails held high,
like the sparrow feeding to feed
its young with heads held high
gape...
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Traders, navigating their dreams
As the rain came spinning
along the coastal ways
a viking ship I spied
with full winds in her sails,
she flied so tall yet bent
into the winds
protecting the traders on board
helping them carry their knowledge,
their sins fell silent
as they pitched and blew
with the Irish waves
calling them in
along the coastal ways
a viking ship I spied
with full winds in her sails,
she flied so tall yet bent
into the winds
protecting the traders on board
helping them carry their knowledge,
their sins fell silent
as they pitched and blew
with the Irish waves
calling them in
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Other water ways
A folded tree waits for Christmas
inside a plastic shopping bag
The female Blackbird floats
while keeping order in her nest
both happen as I walk towards you
busy tucking your self in
and yet as we pass through the sounds
upon our chosen Dolphins'
we know to take one last breath
before we go down beneath the waves
inside a plastic shopping bag
The female Blackbird floats
while keeping order in her nest
both happen as I walk towards you
busy tucking your self in
and yet as we pass through the sounds
upon our chosen Dolphins'
we know to take one last breath
before we go down beneath the waves
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seeing
on the way to the river
seeing a silver stream
my heart softens
as I let in its magical gleam
seeing a silver stream
my heart softens
as I let in its magical gleam
535 reads
2 Comments
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