Heart of creation

Deep in the silence
We hear the voice of our heart
Calling and beckoning us
To face the challenges
Dreaming and imagining
On the edge of the world
Creating our stories
Creating our truths
Our hearts are always right
They are born of stars and infinity
And they create our future
Where we decry the darkness
And face the light

The Matrix - shared spoken-word poetry

Saw this several years ago, a brilliant spoken-word poem inspired by the movie 'The Matrix' and the urgency to change the current issues of corruption and destruction. The main message (quoted below) is even more poignant and urgent now.

"We’re using poetry to tell every man, woman, and child across the land that our destiny is in our own hands, and all we have to do is take a stand. . . and here’s how.

Stop paying for credit, stop paying the bankers tax, use interest free credit schemes instead, buy all your consumer durables second hand, buy everything else from markets, family businesses, and charities only, stop watching televisions news and stop reading news papers too, and if you work for a publicly limited company, leave your job immediately, and finally demand that the bankers give back the wealth they’ve robbed from humanity.

Too much to ask of you? Too much for you to do?

Go back to sleep then. The matrix has you."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P01ZxSb3SZM

A New Earth

A new day is emerging
A new way of the world
and with the birth of something new
there is fear and suffering
Mother Earth is bearing the pain
of the destruction and apathy
that the disease brings
The only way to go forward
is for her to give birth
to a new age, a new earth
cleanse out the toxins
Breathe fresh new life
into the ocean, and onto the land
we can be the caregivers
the guardians of our future

Believe

Day by day
the distance grows longer
the memories fainter
whispering inside the fears

waiting for so long
hanging in the balance
grasping on to feathered hope
winter shows its hidden face

the storm breaking
waves making their way across
unseen below the clouds
a mystery awakening

It won't be long
til you reappear
at least it seems
maybe it will be never

The Return

After fifty years
they returned to their old home
they yearned for the wind in their hair
and the soil between their toes
but when they arrived
the land was bare
with deserts everywhere
nothing but desolation
parched and pale valleys
the air too hot to breathe
and so they left in haste
to return through space and time
to care for their new future
while learning from their past

Haiku

Circling round our skies
Made from ancient collisions
Her tides pull at me

Not real

are you real or are you a mystery?
an attempt to cause commotion
finding a need for connection
turning away to find what is real

fanning the flames of broken souls
selling your soul for rock and roll
everybody living in a fantasy
a disconnection from reality

Memories

Far away the summer blazed hills stand
While the frozen lakes sit idle
Waiting for their breath
The flight of fresh young wings

Forgetting what was once real
A betrayal of one who got lost
In the ways of disturbed visions
An invisible stain on the heart

A wish once sent to the moon
Only to spiral back to earth, to death
Black-cloaked in any season
Memories buried for simple reasons

Conspiracies

wandering over the words
the conspiracies unwind
breaking free
from knots and twists that bind

truth isn't easily found
while heads are buried in the sand
the seas just get higher
and the news is on demand

the headlines made to shock
but they'll sell you a distraction
a way to escape
and forget any reaction

Solstice

the darkest days
the longest nights
memories of some
old pagan rites
symbolic gifts
and candles burn
to mark the return
of the light
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