Cicada   Leave a comment

and if the time of heartbeat
falls within the cicada cycle
I will sit and wait the years
until reunion

the question you ask;
to answer would take more
years to contemplate than
I have left upon this earth

do not look down on me
for as strange as I appear
I have lived a thousand
lives within this lifetime


Posted 02/07/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

The Shroud Burns   Leave a comment

The Shroud Burns

Time comes when all
shall be reborn

From life to afterlife
there is tradition, ceremony

Before final dressing,
the body is prepared

Washed to cleanse
with gentle hands
some, will be anointed
with aromatic balms

Then, for one last time,
gazed upon in glory

Wrapped in shroud and
concealed from sight,
there will come time to rejoice
when set upon the pyre

Fire of body and spirit
Purified in flaming energy

The soul will be reborn
When the shroud burns

Posted 18/06/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Forest Fire   Leave a comment


Posted 12/06/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Words of Place   Leave a comment

Words of Place

Indigenous words
of the Gulidjan

Beeac Clan
Birregurra Clan
Guraldjin Balug
Gulidjan Balug

Our history, of their language,
holds so little

With only 100 known words,
their oral past has disappeared
their songlines lost forever


meaning sandy creek


meaning native companion


meaning of sand or fresh water

Nalangil, for weapon

Pirron Yallock, for little water or creek

Beeac, for salt water/salt lake
or a tribal leader living in the Warrion Hills

These are some of the remaining words
of the unknown clans that a long time ago
lived in the land of my youth

long before I was a dream
they were one with the land
and its creators

I feel a strangeness,
my lack of understanding
puzzles me to say the least

I went to school yet was
never taught of their history,
or told to listen for their voice

Their words of place no longer spoken
for the willy willies – the scary spirits –
had come and taken them away

I have a feeling that in the end this scary
spirit looked more like us, than the spirit
in the stories that they told their children

Posted 26/05/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Her   Leave a comment


Posted 21/05/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Bullshit Won’t Factor Life Into the Equation, But I Will   Leave a comment

Bullshit Won’t Factor Life Into the Equation, But I Will

The banana leaves can’t be eaten, they have been tainted by rising sea water – there are no bananas. The coconut milk is curdled. The fish are dying before us, the evidence is the lack of food on our plate. We are the cockerel that has crowed more times than three, yet you still deny our obvious truth. You don’t know my island name because I have almost disappeared. You certainly won’t know me when I am lost forever. It will only take a small rise in the Liquid (un)Natural Progression (LNP) before we are all gone. We are a family of islands, brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, we cannot swim and there are no lifesavers. Our people are an ocean people, a boat people, but they have been sabotaged like the Rainbow Warrior. It was not necessarily the French. We were told a truth that we believed, but it was nothing more than a cold call scam. Our richness was our people and culture, but the rich and greedy stopped noticing us when slavery was outlawed. Why help anyone when there is no profit. We would welcome you to our home with leis and kind words, even when you thought of us as ‘quaint’. Our hearts were big. We have asked you for help, but are not too sure – we have seen how you treat others. We have history with the custodians of your land. They welcomed us, as they did you, but you return no favour. Rising from our bed each morning salt water laps around our ankles. You tell us, “just move your homes”. Your ignorance shows, you can move a house but you cannot move a home. You, with your harbourside and mountain views, you, just live in a ‘thing’ – with no heart and no soul. As the water rises, I can feel the cold of the ocean depths – I pray it is not the coldness of eternal death instead.

Posted 21/05/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Connection   Leave a comment


You ground me
Like clean bare feet
touching freshly ploughed earth
I feel the cool damp of soil as
I walk amongst the birds
looking for food in the
freshly turned sods of our
own heaven and earth


You strengthen my spine
and give me backbone
encourage me to stand
straight against adversity
You do not demand of me
that which I am not
Yet you remind me often
of who I could be


There is us
We are a series
closely related in time
yet distinct from our peers
We can be a series of days
or just a series of moments where
one thing will lead to the next
We are two in a circuit


There is a bridge
It is not something that separates us
it is an object that links us
that brings us closer
It provides us passage
Yet it also supports us,
like the strings on a violin,
transmitting our vibrations


We bond, we form alliance
we systematically overlap
we are an alternating arrangement
of you and me and me and you
We need to hold no bond for
our hearts and mind are already one
You cannot hold bond against something
that is inseparable


Posted 08/05/2016 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized