As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Reality Living

Fair play

Have a go



Great freedom


And arrogant

Attack the tall poppies

Break their ideas


Take the piss

Have a laugh


People of the suburbs

Dream homes

City dwellers


And sticking with ya mates

Gamble from the pure

The little man matters

The Aussie battler

Who works for what you get


Wife beater

No pride

Or tradition

No character to provke


Ciggarette in hand

Sensation loving

Cravings for the new

Black hater

Yellow hater

Gay hater

Self hater

But we are not all haters

We see

We feel

We engage

We respect

We honour

We endure

We live

We experience

We embrace

We carry hearts

We love

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

where planes land

i falter in the faltering of my heart
and you gather the flecks of me
that break and float
tucking me down into your pocket

Sunday, April 22, 2012


This weekend I was able to spend some time with my beautiful grandmother Thelma Martin. I am so fortunate to have known and loved both of my grandmothers who have both showered me with love and joy. Nanna, thank you for always loving and having time for me, thanks for inspiring and stirring the words in my heart

The plump in her face fallen
The light in her eyes cast
The knowing in her mind forgotten
The everything fading toward memory
The love now becomes her living

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Lovers love

He caresses her soul surrounded by light
He listens for the break of her silence
Moments of nothing bend, weaving into the sky
She clutches onto his unloved heart
She feels his pain as tears finally break
Fear intertwined amongst their love
Low rhythms of thumping keep beat in their bodies
The music between hatred and love
Swaying clouds hang from strings in their sky
As colours touching, fracture and fade
Not knowing that beauty will follow
Drowning sadness with divine love
Night turns to day with the birth of first light
Love emerges from their depths to kiss the new sky

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Straight and Tall

Their steps felt above
Water leaks
The breeze gets between the sheets
We catch the sun
Look toward the moon
Alight the flame
Inhale the night

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


I will not be told
I will not revolve
My heart around
Your imploding soul
That hurts you
That tells you
To take what's true
You won't trap me
In the dark
Of your darkness
In your being
That sees only hurt
And pain to pain me
You will walk from me
On your road to glory
The glory of not taking
My heart
The heart that's taken
Taken but free

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

mind your step

I crave for the craving that craves for you
I ache for the aching that aches for you
I want for the wanting that wants for you
I grieve for the grief that grieves for you
I desire the desiring that desires for you
I fall for the falling that falls for you
I love for the love that loves for you
I crave for the desire
I ache for the fall
I want for the grief

I love