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This is so important – for the more we don’t do, the more doesn’t get done. Ignorance is not bliss on any level

Dr Niamh On The Plum Tree


those who have; those who have not
those who dream; those who do not
those who consume world resources; those who have nothing
those who complain about rain; those who die for rain

How Do We Show Solidarity?  

Dust bites. Red storms strip all before them. Grains of sand are sharp, gritty, punishing. Winds come suddenly, filling the sky with feminine pink. Hazy colour has the thrust of pestilence, steals your breath, fills your lungs and blasts your eyes.

The blistering orb strips clean your bones, X-rays skin’s thin veneer. There is nowhere to hide from sun such as this. The Sahelian sun is different to the one under which I live.

I love rain.

I could not live there.

I did live there once in a mud hut with a grass roof. I fended off scorpions and hunting spiders. I slept beneath a mosquito net. Nevertheless, mosquitos found…

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Posted 31/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Regret   2 comments

In a life long lived
there will be regret
So take my hand
we will walk
together

Posted 23/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, Uncategorized

Odious Fruition   Leave a comment

Wilting
Steamy
Cloudy
Cloying
Summer

Posted 23/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, Uncategorized

Layer   2 comments

Strip me back
layer from layer
peel my skin
until the truth
falls from my bones

Posted 23/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, Uncategorized

Mate – Can You Spare a Dollar   1 comment

Mate – Can You Spare a Dollar

I don’t know, but I think I read something similar to this somewhere recently:

If someone down and out asks you “can you spare a dollar?”

Unless you are sitting there beside them with your hand out as well, the answer is most likely “yes”.

It seems to be sticking in my mind….

Posted 22/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Searching for Galileo   4 comments

Searching for Galileo

Io, Europa, Ganymede, Callisto
They of the Medicean stars named
Famed satellites of Jupiter
Galilean moons of the heavens

He sailed the solar system
Through nebulous times
Orbited through space unknown
Viewed heavenly bodies anew

In times of heresy and fear
His words shook the world
Astronomy echoes to this day
From this man of far sighted vision

Today we crave his spirit alike
Minds open to the possibilities
For people unafraid to walk
To step into the unknown

We wade the shallows of the tides
Filled with reflect of clouds on water
Where the breeze now blows
We search for Galileo

Posted 17/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

To Talk Blue   5 comments

To talk blue and live in the f… of now
I can’t say it, I just can’t say it

To talk blue and live in the f… of now

One word, one word and I can’t write it
One word, one four letter word

To talk blue and live in the f… of now

Not there, what’s the problem, one word
People say it every day, everywhere

To talk blue and live in the f… of now
To talk blue and live in the f… of now
To talk blue and live in the f… of now

I feel the need some days to talk blue
to set injustice on fire and that word may be
the only weapon I have to start an inferno

Please and thank you not always heard
Dismissed too easy in this world today
Some days we need to talk a little blue

Some days the words need to be
a little harsher maybe, some days
maybe we need to talk a little blue

No matter how good your soul, truthfully,
how many times have you felt
the need to talk a little blue

How many times the thought to
put that word there in front of others
f… you, .. them, .. greed, .. the governments

To talk blue and live in the f… of now
Speak softly and carry a big vocabulary?
If you can’t be heard how can you be felt

Speak the language of those you fight
Because they say it to the world every day

So talk blue and speak in the f… of now
So talk blue and speak in the f… of now
So talk blue and speak in the f… of now

But for today just the knowledge will suffice
to know, when the time is right
and the moment appropriate, I will be able

To talk blue and speak in the word of now

Posted 16/07/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

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