COLLECTIVE POETICS FROM DIVERSITY FESTIVAL

(from Poetic Synergetics Playshop, Sunday July 16th, 2006)


Heat Stroke Love
Insides Tumbling out my pores
come to leak, speak to tears
to fears leak tears
for sound see:rs
Visionaries... Dreamonaries...
Dreaming... demons and faeries make a truce
and throw a big party

Fostering the flow of connections hearty
smooth like ice cream
melting down my chin for you to lick
come clean...
smitten cream




Webbed Potion Moment
Standing together on brisk edges

Pharmacopoetic thresholds
of deep time's exterior
These are folds in a continuum of love
the edges cave into one another
like a dance
Eating consciousness through the folds of chance

Simple complexity
Complex simplicity
tit for tat
whatcha think bout that?
Show'd you mine
Show me yours
Blow open wide the doors
Span the paradox
and ride the horse-y fox





Elevation Sea Level
deep portals in the kelp
Oceanic caves of Mama

Elevation life-horizon
surface gyphics in the tree
garden groves of the lion
his mane is greater than my arms outstretched
his rage is the rage of a thousand lions
Roaring through my dreams
They're crying
Echoes of entities from afar
seeping a long buried truth song
steady silk worm
woven in timelessness
and in the tides of this
be lifted... in the surge of Bliss





Beach Reach Scintillating
meets beats twitterpating
pinwheel rotate spewing wisdom
a mineral rich wheel
crystal spun
like the song begun of Jade vibration
giving no indication of where began creation
misty nation





Coming of Age
Sucks
I knew this when they first told me about genital mutilation
Lost in a world of fantastic masturbation
sex for one
all is done
one in the nose and one in the bun
and next to come
the spewing forth of love
and the whole crowd erupts in giggles...




Sun Scorch Theomorph
flame emergence transport
to lil yellow frogs wart
and hop and muster in sport
inventing new games with every flick and fork
on the bending trail

of nights great heart
giving coolness
of fountanous word

this pleasure is sublime
this love is holy
this taste... delicious

I lick toadstools
and trickle my visions through time
for time is no matter

I pickle my memories with wine