Monday, September 30, 2013

Air man, strawb jam find man, stare @ space

Spirit Grow, River Flow
Insence blow, & touch your toe
Colours glow, patterns show
People come, & decide to go.

GREEN LIFE

green life, no strife
I went & found, a forest wife
green hair, not a care
I think that she's the one for life.

Brown earth, foot print
green eye, green glint
sun shines, moon tints
grass grows, & boots click
moon glows, sun shows
bare eyes, & tip toes
rummage earth, find the centre
dig a whole, & return to sender

13-9 / Hair don't fall

Nature gives me energy, life
police just bring me pain
and if one day, I have a wife
I hope that she's insane.
So not to sit 'round gently
and rot, our sane old lives away,
I'd rather do the whackest shit
all til' i'm old and grey.

Hair don't fall, don't care
at all, bout the hunger &
the stress; it won't go
away, but my brain may and
i'll love you best. If you were longer
I would caress.
these curls upon my brow,
above the shaded foreman's head,
surrounding my whole skull
wetly linger until sun comes out
to warm the fun.

Hair don't fall,
not-like all the others, with you
I'll actually miss,
hair, don't fall above my bowl
chrome dome, Sun and all
serenade you with a kiss.

13-9 Unite!

Stained visions, satin rivers
Bulldog quivers, Night-time shivers
Only he listens, something glistens *
Daytime whispers, no one listens.

Only hinders, old- school Sneakers
Science beakers, floorboard creakers
Sheer sheepers, & cafe Creepers
Tea mug leakers, Walk-in speakers
Acid-Freakers, chess-club geekers.

Unite!
To Fight! the common cause
of threat, and fret, & no applause.
It's in our water, go warn
your daughter.
The way society lives,
all dumbed down, like cattle town
with a semi-close eyelid.

7 - 16 (On way to Phillip Island)

Sitting watching the sheep
it's hard wondering what kind
of sheep I'd be.
One of the hungry ones?
standing up, eating
Or one of the lazy ones?
sitting down gazing at the
tranquility.
Because I them both (eating,
& relaxing) equally.
I think if I were a sheep
I would work out a way
to feed on the grass while
lazing about admiring
the tranquility of it all
at the same time.

DMTree

DMTree ,  Let it cee
the Number three (eye)
Present-ly (a) Mysterie
Let it Be - Over Me
Gracefully - Follow thee see
Under me -  Tree - Be

Farmer Cowe

I can't wait to see you
to hold you in my arms once again
to nurture, kiss, and pluck you
like a farmer would his hen

I can't wait to see you
and do it all over again

20-8

Herbal blend, synergic friend
Hold it in, until the end
Infusion tea, Oh let it be
Entheogenic Explorer
better pull up your socks
Back-yard Sharman
Sacred Medicine
Living father, Mushroom letter
Purple room
makes me feel much better
Left-gazing stare into a
nother dimension, that's not
really there. Sinking into
the chair. Pleasured Peripherals
of outer-worldly things
spheric objects sphering
inside other things
Geometric patterns
Tryptamine Harmala

Changaleros - those who practice the way of the smoke

29-6.

Can't wait to see my honey suckle
cover her in vines, wrap her up in luscious berries,
and then she'll be all mine.
Can't wait to see my sparrow,
She wants one in her life
and if she is a sparrow too
She'll be my feathered wife
Can't wait to see my tea boil
mix it up in a cup,
go out to the garden
cause baby we're two peas in pod.

19-6 Back From The Dead

Summing up a place by the colour of his skin
isn't really an accurate place to begin.
Looking at a man, By the colour of his shoes
doesn't really tell you if he owns the blues.
Complaining about the sky, that it's too high,
and there's too much going on makes you a moron.
But the best way to be free is (from a-to-z)
Be Free from fate, hate, greed, money, and religion.

(religion-pigeon)
(hate-fate)