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On Funicular Stairs

January 22, 2018 martin 0

I climbed down through coastal scrub Sandstone nub and turkey scratch, Purposefully counted into the hundreds And then became distracted for caution And for possible misstep. On safe arrival The foreshore held its mysteries Within wash and cliff and ancient sands, I did not inquire […]

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Of Cynicism

November 26, 2014 martin 0

the voice of cynicism with imperious wisdom informed by circumstances past where through defeated expectation, corrupted naivety perhaps wounded vulnerability has been disappointed on innumerable occasions and chanting incessantly in a cavernous register “there is no hope – there is no point” and louder “there […]

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The Answer

May 25, 2013 martin 0

For Toke This answerThis searchThis elusive entity upon which knowledge attempts to triumphas a theist reaching epiphany. This in all of us. This beast hungering foranswers to questions the natural world never needs to ask. In seeking the meaning of thingsin seeking the meaning of […]

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Success

June 3, 2011 martin 0

To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure [enjoy] the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world […]

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Cold Comfort

December 11, 2010 martin 0

Rust, that un-used plough; vigilant in the swallowing green shares the fugue of its various machinery. In tangible mist milk-cans emptied flood the ground, cows are sent back to pasture, fence posts made ready to burn, in an afflicted winter burning cold in the comfort […]

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Music in the Magic

December 11, 2010 martin 0

music in the magic in the mystery of softness in the footsteps that your voice takes to the place within my heart brings a secret fascination for intrigue’s imagination where enchantment chords a yearning willing obstacles to part yet when music is discordant I in […]

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From His Wilderness

December 5, 2010 martin 0

The way each hill runs down the way tree lines suspend the turbulence My father’s arms are in these hills taking timber from the gully The crest of his hat starts at the waterfall his toes peep through lantana His advice trickles into pools from […]

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Encircle

October 10, 2009 martin 0

I. Awash A broken spiral-shell A stream of moonlight through the imperfect aperture – the delicate intention. The sure clutch of a seagull that turns this in the foam of low tide. And the sandy-wind turning out the dried-up husks of baby turtles, once clutched […]

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The Gentleness of Contemplation

October 10, 2009 martin 0

Listening to the first awareness of morning I sense the kind of clarity elusive at other times of day. She is still, a singular breath, formless, offering insight into the endlessness of something pure. Yet she moves away as thoughts come: those dissenting armies that […]