Rob Ayling writes: "Thom the World poet is an old mate of mine from way back in my history. Even pre-dating Voiceprint, when I was running "Otter Songs" and Tom's poetry tapes and guest appearances with Daevid Allen, Gilli Smyth, Mother Gong are well known and highly regarded. It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied with in seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not? why not indeed!!" (The wondrous poetpic is by Jack McCabe, who I hope forgives me for scribbling all over it with Photoshop)
IN MEMORY OF
DIMMING OF EYES
slow
river speech.How many dead?(all beyond reach-
Teach
young to absorb elders /like tea stains on carpets
Stir
the sweetness in.Tongues still taste/additions/deletions
Edited
memories make another creature-one quick snap frozen Wikipedia
Google
and a brief resume will say"He was forgotten in his own day"
She,too,the
deeper darker depth to which he was addicted/has Daddy issues
Bold,brave,time-tale-tellers,now
cut tongue butchered ,hung in Halls like golden trophies
Where
they went no soul will venture again.Is it enough to touch the
silver
or
to steal lines of a courtesan cortege procession/one day's drizzle fog and
forget?
They
cannot question who accept.Now either miniatures or
epic.Neither/none.
One
may leap (silver fish)up imaginary waterfalls
for the right to
Niagara gush and barrel boy.Witnesses dispute
whether
any bubble word /can drown truth.
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