Mystic colours shine forth
from your eyes
The night bleeds
Sweet silver rapture
Wombles on fire!
Holy laugh interupted
by the agape beauty
of the morning dew
The Sun makes it go round
Beaming fire travelling
millions of miles a second
He opens up a ray of dynamite in the film
but he, the other, is baffled
Temptation dreams rock the hermit
He must join the court and save his lady
A dentist runs screaming
into the rolling fields of flowers
after a Jack Russell bites his hand
Dark lady swims through
the swirling night
Memories of her father
in the 1960's
African squirrels are
knocking Robin Hood from
his treetop post
Cupid shoots his arrows every which way
She fell for me in the Spring
O my God
my inner shaman sees artballs
and the etenal isness of the plants
is generating new life all the time
I am constantly ever-present
swimming in the permanent orgasm of Reality
We are truly
indivisible light
Scattering love and kindness
with our very being
Don't forget the surreal perfume of words
as they fly unseen into our shared consciousness
Christ St John of the Cross
morphs into the illusion of Icarus
flying into the brilliantine Sun
arms spread,
moustache tilted towards the moon
The vision hazes out
Aphrodite lays in the Universe
King Arthur devours her moist vaj
She tastes like a warm peach
Juice runs down his beard...
mind melting moments when we
live in divinity
Those sacred hills are calling
I must return now
to the silence of the Sun
9 December 2010
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