Bunce Island, Sierra Leone - deserted slave fort island. Visited by sailing dinghy '78
I don't belittle slavery here, its how I felt at the time:)
As most will know, Kunta Kinte is from the book 'Roots' which I read in '77.
Compliments to the baker and so too my Barista Smoothest crema on the tongue juxtapose to lemon vapour. Intense acute sensations
Damn, the moon was bright last nig… her energy charging, wiring me ~ Though still this day is in full l… tonight I’ll feel her overwhelming… It’s been two years since it began
I like to think I’m quite a spark a wise and clever man I can name the elements or kings of old Siam but sitting in my techno-cave
Spider Spider in my head the days grow short before I’m dea… so while we live and breathe and s… Spider, won’t you set me free. Spider Spider in my mind,
A sophic bridge of signs to worlds beyond the magical, long taken as mundane by the disregarding masses. Obscure and yet discerned
There is a thread of gold that binds the ancient tomes ~ a filament rare, ne’er to be found ~ lest this first be known; Though some men may read all,
One land - many maps each map - many roads every road - two directions
As a company of poets, I trust upon your empathy. This lyric passion that we share has led me to epiphany. Of worldly craft I am bereft,
The Atheist scoffs at talk of God and finds me rather odd! “We came from Nothing - Heading for Nowhere” “Nothing to Nothing -
If I was an Afghan, whatever would I do? Bullets flying everywhere I wouldn’t have a clue! -
Leafy London, garden roses, Late one summer’s afternoon. No recourse from tragic duty. Hope his kids are still at school. Stranger sorrow, swiftly rising
This life holds such Dichotomy a random fixed contrarity Resigned I strive, still lost I f… a peaceful conflict of the mind. Superlative mediocrity
I, once tested to my mind’s extrem… confounded by this life’s contrary… when I could no longer take the st… between my tortured spirit, flesh… Lost, self-subject to demolition
I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…
The truth becomes a mystery when penned by the pre-victor who peddles bullshit History thru’ his BBC predictor A flash before the impact