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Oceans, Indian with gentle seas People, mates of fine degrees Penguins, dancing in the reeds Hostels, with homies for all needs 😉 Hare Krishna’s sing of magic deeds And me just resting, In a gentle, Ausie breeze Oceans, people, penguins, … Continue reading
By Raynah, John, and Lee Spontaneous poetry art in Starbucks on a Saturday by a lovely little girl, her lovely large father, and a medium sized poet.
You progress through a series of spaces Open up the doors, See in front of you A living view A pond, Everywhere there is sweet water Look towards the garden, Patterns speak of stories in distant lands Uniformity of materials … Continue reading
It is there we find the place, In our hearts and minds. Paths unwritten in the cool wind, Take a ride.
Nuts we sometimes like to grind, But under the wheels the ground is hard, and black. A little nut between my teeth, A pocket in a tree, I find peace.