whirling aerials -
swift melodious birdness -
soliciting grace -
Le Cirque Bleu
The spotlight is aglow through the gloam
The light an indigo ink modifying color
She swings her body with agility thrusting backwards
upside down, with unseen wings,
an acrobat aerials amid the roar
She looks pretty with her fan in one hand,
long tresses flowing loosely
A circus horse made of jade below
makes eye contact and an interconnection
Without movement they are in an eternal trance,
In the deep dark yonder the golden helio appears
Fiddle and banjo play for the opening adagios act La Nouba
Her leotard tightly invokes, red with flower imprints
Statuesque, still in time showing off her physique
and impressing spectators from below the fliers' pedestal
From above the nets, with ease, she imagines a
world where gravity defies, and animals and objects fly
Flights of fancy within the flying trapeze
flights of fancy an indigo trapeze ~ from above jade nets, an ease
Keep your marshmallow bulges
those wisps of forgotten sheers
distorted aerials of gossamer
but those grey pinks
laden with promises
of the foreboding
speak with a ethereal heaviness
i am here
Couldn't stop my shoulder jerk
When thrillers bassline thrilled
When moaning teen spirits nirvanaed
When curry's lips curled in anticipation
Chilled in Kalifornia Tupac at my side
Bumped and Snooped by Compton corners
Spent Heaven by a dashboard light
Lost kings
Fallen Madonna
Petite princes cried of purple skies
An all male Queen
will rock you ever still
When George sung of his freedom
When bowie's ashes fell
If you try
slipped Lennon's lips or did i just imagine
Bared a week with naked ladies
Nodded head in respect
to the dr dre of the beats
Burnt toes on sunshine walk
as Egyptian's moon walked by the waves
Sting in every breath
Aerials downed the system
Fighters fought the foo
Ushered in a yeah
Skyned free birds one or too
Eva broke my heart
with rainbows cry
A wreath with such respect
O tis reading of bays where shipping docked
In the wine house
turned my back to black
Seen the oceans eyes through Billie's sighs
Hello boomed through a sky that fell
Adieu from hell
Moonstruck
We are so close my love,
that on certain dark days
we set each other aflame
exploding like aerials that
quickly burst then dissipate
leaving vapors of remains
that the wind blows away.
As quickly as our arguments
ignite, they are over in a flash
and we are reminded of the
explosive power of the new moon.
We go to separate rooms to cool
and recoup from the intensity
of opposites drawn by each
other's flame unable to keep from
a combustible explosion on days
when the dark and moody moon
seems to delight in our conflict.
12-6-18
we balanced along
The embankments edge,
And past the Dead Dog Tree.
The view from the eyes that
Flew above aerials hum
Left us down in the gravelled
Crawl. Scratch and tap among
The ash heaps and the concrete
Cracks. Left to lie in the
Heart of the seldom sun.
Stood at the upstairs window, hands face down
fists clenched, knuckles touching cool windowsill.
Crows, silhouette cut-outs surveyed the town
from aerials and ranged the skies at will.
I watched their dark progressions jealously,
from eggshells cracked they burst and rove the sky
roaming when needs dictate, they hunt and feed
instinct their engine, not some reasons why.
And here I stand moulded by circumstance,
driven by life's winds, leaf upon a stream,
currents of obligation, waves of chance
my path determined, yet allowed to dream.
Cannot accept defeat though these things be,
I know I'm out there somewhere- the real me
Desire doesn’t belong........
Desire dives into the ocean of the heart
Like high waves rushing to sweep the sand
Like grey clouds all roaring in unison
Gushing to douse the drought ridden land
Desire yearns to light an enduring spark
Like auburn flames kindled by ignition
Like wildfires raging through still foliage
Untamed, unstoppable beyond inhibition
Desire strives to soar into oblivion with wings
Like master illusionists preparing to levitate
Like aerials gliding and swooping in flight
An unearthly force not meant to gravitate
Desire waits like a treasure to be unraveled
In a forbidden map that is yet to unfold
In cuffs that haven’t yet imprisoned the soul
In fascinating sagas that are left untold
Desire doesn’t belong to a single mortal
Not bestowed nor pre-ordained
“She” resides solely in pristine pleasures
Stoic, defiant, unrepressed, unchained
i'm a book collector of the old,
ham radio books to me are gold,
the ancient ones with valves and such,
I make long wire aerials to keep in touch,
i'm vk4pr of Queenslands fold...
dont do it now so much...
Don
I Slept with a Female Mosquito
(part III)
Honorable Adjudicators.
How did she enter? Anopheles!
Oblivious, she trailed me?
To my chamber, stalker – to my bed, bawdy
Sneaked in my quilt
Skirting –
The radar of my eye
The aerials of my ear
And the tax of my hand
So, she, at the dead of the hour
Far from the clock
Infesting, invest in –
My ears, my lip, my neck, what pleasure!
How did she? I long – how long did I entertain her.
In my still time, comatose slumber; torpor.
I scrutinize the net; intact – tight, that night.
Edge to edge, head to head, end to end
There were no moles. The net, bridal new.
Anopheles! And you think I will let you go?
Scot free! Unpunished! Shame!
Part of my bloody pint in her.
A Permanent Secretary
The rosebud has little to do
Just drink its fill of waters
From the strong sturdy vine that's true
Kissed by dew that matters
And enjoy the kiss of sunlight
Upon woven petals
Open little each day that's bright
Sun radiant aerials
When opened sufficient indeed
Host a party to bees
Butterflies who on nectar feed
Won't even run from me
Like they are glued to your nectar
Petals are to full extent
Begin to fall of your vector
When petals gone your scent
On petals linger to be stored
In jar_ pressed for oil
Then I would want to be used
As you who had no toil
Sidewalks and skate parks;
Old swimming pools drained.
Kickflips and split lips;
young ankles sprained.
Aerials and Varials
and being called a punk.
Tail taps and grip tape;
and tricks that take *****.
Exercise that is ramped up;
balance in a curve.
Backflips and Bearings
now don't loose your nerve!
Ollies and wallplants
it's no passing fad.
acid drops and nosestalls
Not just boys being bad!
Ramps under carports
and falling and pain.
Daring and doing tricks
again and again
Inclines; expression
and Five Oh grinds
Nollies and ledges
and friendship that Binds.
Go away Mr. Policemen: Just let us be.
Skateboarding is not a crime!
So let us Skate free!