Wednesday 23 October 2013

Inner Relationship Advice for Poets

(photo: www.AlexGrey.com)


Julia Cameron's book "The Artists Way" and well just about every other creative writers book I can imagine offers this poems same advice. Personally, I didn't believe it nor followed it until it happened to me in a big way. So, in order to capture the essence of poetic loss, resurfacing in my life recently in a PC based virus attack obliterating whole Aeons of my work, this poem about poetry alludes to that moment of clarity so pure the angels in the all-black-ink-and-paper-wood-grain-Christ-cross would weep and shudder together in orgastic bliss. Yet of course, as all beauty is brutally fragile in the possibility matrix, i.e. when it comes to the physical mechanical process of actually writing it approaches, this poem also alludes to when the dimensions fall and shrivel, as if all the shell skeletons had spiraled back into the inky dot and the fires of hell blow dry the puddle for good measure...








Saturday 19 October 2013

dedicated to the spring rains



This poem dedicated to the spring rain so amazing to my garden, my life, in abundance and inspiration and mood changing grace. The word 'equinoctial' comes to mind here, a treasure word find of my studies, meaning pertinent to the balance of all things, meaning flowers that open and close at specific regular times, meaning in the veins and hearteries of the great mother gia earth of all things not least of which a helping hand to community conversation and togetherness everywhere...





Saturday 5 October 2013

Eagles Spiral Downward...



Eagles in their love dance clasp claws and dive in an impossible death defying  spiral. Alchemy suggests gold is the synthesis of metal because it cannot change into other metals or elements an thus retains memory. No surprise eagles dive down towards this in a double helix. No surprise past womanly blood lava flow and manly iron logic, gold is there in the centre of the earth, waiting, holding it all for us...