Shallowing the Divide: Reconciliation – The Way of Cleansing
INTRODUCTION: Is Forgiveness a Threat to Society?
Of all the subjects about which I have written in the last few decades, the one on which I am embarking here is surely one of the sweetest, and maybe even one of the most important. Yet, strangely, human reconciliation (aka forgiveness) is also potentially one of the most contentious. Because of that, there will be some who will be triggered by what I am going to write here, especially by the more challenging parts. But I urge you to stay with me until I have concluded this little treatise. The only way to remove a blockage is to bulldoze your way right through it. So please hold my hand and step through this with me now. Read the rest of this entry »
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #41: “The Slide”
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #41: “The Slide”. Here’s a new song just completed the other day. It is a “shorthand song” (i.e. a minimalist lyric), which is a social commentary on current affairs which have been building up for millennia. It would have a big “epic” feel in a live concert, but here it is the cut-down, unplugged, acoustic, living-room edition. I hope it speaks to you. Here are the lyrics: Read the rest of this entry »
Portal in the Wall [poem]
They wanted me to be an arms manufacturer
from when I was just small and made of dough
which everybody thought they had a right
to mould into the image of their choice
(regardless of whatever I may voice or protest
with my body, mind or soul). “You don’t compete Read the rest of this entry »
A Hint of Fall [poem]
the nights are drawing in
as cyclamen, galanthus
bow down to the earth in seed
across my inner landscape’s
multichromely tinted vale
and every bleed i’ve ever bled
conceals and uncongeals itself
from autumn’s golden smirk
and i’m undone Read the rest of this entry »
A Exercise in Time [poem]
We fence so much within our puny minds
and think we’re free. All of us are guilty
of this crime. Both you and me.
So let’s experiment — see where things will go.
Unless we try things out for real
we’ll n e v e r t r u l y know. Read the rest of this entry »
Sonnet to the Face of Deep
I see a face and think “Is this a mask?
Has clarity been stolen from those eyes?”
These are the questions which I’m forced to ask
when I’m confronted with a poor disguise. Read the rest of this entry »
Passion of the Poet [poem]
Forgive me for my passion (but only if you can).
It seems the words which tumble from my lips
are not much heard from mouthings of a man.
Expressions vivid, steeped in deepsome song
and poetised with all delights for which I long.
That may not dovetail with one’s preconceived Read the rest of this entry »
Sonnet for Borrowed Time
Like Autumn leaves, we live on borrowed time
before the parched and brownly breeze-dried branch
becomes a lifeless dusty paradigm,
when our molecules dissolve [avalanche]. Read the rest of this entry »
Embrace the Thorns! [poem]
Never mind the thorns or prickles!
To hell with every spine or thistle!
Screw the bristles, points or prongs,
needles, barbs and aculeus, spicules!
Nothing never ever comes for free
and least of all in matters which,
collectively, are known as “love”
to people such as you and me. Read the rest of this entry »
The Anachronous Lout [poem]
A policeman charged me last night
with being drunk and disorderly,
having found me laughing helplessly,
tears streaming down, on a bench
in a park. He was cross, with a frown.
He said, “What the hell are you on?”
I said, “Life, love, trees & everyone…
and everything, and everywhere, Read the rest of this entry »
The Naked Troubadour 