Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968) Full Album/This'll Do

Richard Davis on bass. A total entrainment 'based' upon the bassist's skill. beautiful science

About My Love Poems

The amazing thing I find about my love poems, written quite awhile back,and dedicated to such deeply important young, sexy, brilliant womanly loving sensitive beings at the time, is that I can't now remember who they were, their names, or what they looked like at all.

But then, the function and purpose of memory isn't to recall anything in detail, the function of memory is to ensure the rememberer's survival. 

Poem About Being In Love With an Artist: "Mr Guggenheim has much to answer for..." 1992

Mr Guggenheim has much to answer for


Kandinsky's wheel
is turning in the sky
like a moon with spokes.

a small blonde child climbs
from your pocket
and nestles under your chin
safe
warmed

you feel the breathing
you sense her lightness
and her depth

her sleep is the shape
of your eyes

her dream is the music
of your voice

my heart is the coloured stream
of her curving love
and my heart is within you

I want it back.

Poem: Flying Fish: 1976

Flying Fish 1976

 

 

 

 

Skates teem

across the hard silver ocean

 

high clouds flatten upwards

towards the tight sun

 

and we

 

from a crag between niches

 

discuss

 

the lust of form.

one of my most favourite poems I wrote in 1982 AQUAMARINE

AQUAMARINE


the skin of apricots
float in these pools of summer.
afternoon warmth filters the bay.
routine bodies sigh
in an idyll of smoothed senses fed aquamarine.

weightlifters lift the white beach
and svelte bright nippled women lie back,
orgasmic brown-gold,
entering their inner temples
of the gull-tongued shimmers of bliss.

the children are either
bones or complete
and splash in the blue tide
like sticks, or like pink jelly.

he lies back thinking of sex with a woman
who is the colour of sand and biscuit and silk.

he glances across the white beach
for some sexed creature
he can no longer invent
nor less require
in the brass glare of summer's nakedness.

the answer of the sea
is the slapping of water on wood
and this could last forever
could could
in the shallows of the play

the way love could

could could

the hollow boats rock and talk in the bay.

my poem from 1983: Halcyon Street, Cessnock, NSW

Halcyon Street Cessnock New South Wales 1983


the houses in Halcyon Street
are made of old wood.

in summer the tin roofs warp up into the sun.

children play here and there

in their safe yards

or in their safe streets

or in the safe yards of others.

Halcyon Street is quiet by night.

The miners hold the miners' wives

and love them

or beat them

or manage between.


even by day

the street is quiet.

the miners are mining the dark

and the wives are mute.

it is only the children

playing here and there

in their yards

in their streets

or in the yards of others

that make a sound.

Van Morrison - Madame George.mpg/who else could get away with singing: the love that loves to love the love that loves to love the love that loves to love the love that loves to love.....this is Krishna Tantra Mindfulness Entrainment in a Pop Song! It's beautiful, and it's a song about a Trans-sexual, about buying her cigarettes and matches at the shops, and about a Drug Raid. It's beautiful Tantra.