I am smooth, calm and cold inside / Look into my depths / And see your true reflection / My stony heart, hard and grey / Hides nothing
Sensing wet chilling / sting of spray on face and woody whiffs of aromatic pine,I swoop downwards to claim my prey.
This poem was inspired by a waterfall near Aberfoyle in Scotland. I wanted to highlight how drastically things can change given a different perspective. ‘The thin blue line’ is a colloquial term for the police.
This is an evening of enchantment. The kind one remembers as the glorious end to a summer day: an ending to be savoured, and drawn out w…
Red for blood, the poppies grow; where the dead men fell. Down, away by the water, sat a lady. Enthralled by the chuckle of the trickl…
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Hear me for my song I will sing / Let your heart slow within thee / Listen and peace I will bring / My song is calming you’ll see I…
Picture was taken along The Roaring Fork in back of Ephraim Bales cabin, GSMNP Image and Poem © 2008 Gary L. Suddath
Scathes my lack of intention / Attacks my dullard fears / Presses me on / And pulls the reigns of attention / Back from unconscious years.
I / wrote this piece when I finished the Art..
Feel The Coolness On Your Skin / As You Set Beside Me Close Your Eyes And Be Lost in Thought…
What a pair of Kidneys I have, They dream of ones like these
I went to this most amazing Artist Gallery, Devalyn Marshall.. I knew I wanted her work at our little ole’ Group.. ABSTRACT DIGITAL ART AND WRITING GROUP.. OR ADAWG / Then I saw her work…..DESIGNER KIDNEYS WOW.. YOU CAN SEE WHY I WAS INSPIRED.. PLEASE LOOK AT HER BODY OF WORK!! /
The squirrels ran up and down the trees, and scurried across the ground with heavy paws….I watched as they picked up the pollen with thei…
I made this last year with all the other little short things that I’ve written and posted up on here. This, like the others, is Not Finished! OTHER NAMES I THOUGHT OF: “Take a Few Steps Up the Hill” or “A Journey Through the Deep Meadows”
An English light of summer drifting towards a school holiday sunset.
A Confounded Letter on sixties holidays.
The occasion is my birthday / And I felt the day before you could say a prescience
Absolutely True,, / from the moment I woke up to the time I went to bed, so much magic happened that I dare say waking up today seems strange / like I lived so much in one day… / Well I suppose I could do a repeat.. tee hee..
You dream of such implosions / Come down to erosions (never lasts)
Been so much thinking about the re up of the AIG banking system.. seems like it is full steam ahead.. not much oversee.. I see.. hummm.. so I had to write out my broken heart.. / Who are you people!!! This work is inspired and dedicated to Ushna Sardar I so love ya sista!!! She rocks with paradox.. xoxoxo Saturated Sin />By Linaji /
Sweet scent of June blooms sweep through on wings of sound.
the / land is crying / it’s dying / no-one’s trying / officials are lying / while they are buying… / river’s are drying / nature’s defying / bu…
A recent news program highlighted the problems in Far Nth Queensland’s peninsula area with the government letting big companies have access to precious river systems as they forbid small Aboriginal societies and their agricultural developments from accessing the water. These rivers have been used and maintained by these indigenous populations for thousands of years with little or no effect on the environment. Every river system that is manhandled is contaminated by not only pollutants but the run off that affects the fish life which then leads to the loss of native fish replaced by species such as the nuisance telapia, great in a fish tank, awful in our river systems. I am outraged that the Queensland Government is allowing the mining companies to pollute these rivers and at the same time stop the people who live there using them. Then they will all turn around in 1o years and wonder why our rivers have stopped flowing and Far Nth Queensland will become more of an ecological wreck than it already is thanks to more “beaurocratic bungling”.
To brook, to stream / Then speeding current / Together they leap / Over waterfalls / And carve the rock / To gorges deep.
This poem was written because I promised Elena that I would have something special for her when I would see her again. Elena is my grand-niece and the purest drop of water that came to be.
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