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)
AIR IS NOT WHAT IT USED TO BE
Kerosine,vapor trails,chemtrails,carbon monoxide,car
exhausts
industrial
emissions.Since coal mining slowed in England
the
air is almost Chenobyl clean.O disrupted weather
patterns!!Hurricanes,tornadoes!
The
instant hailstorm was not usual hailstones.Get used to canned air!(like Canned
Heat
In
China,fortunes are made!San Fran-oxygen machines(pure!$5=15 minutes
Immune
systems down-cyclists wear face masks.Curved Air.
BREATHE
in the airs of Pink Floyd."Music hath charms to soothe the savage
breasts"
With
my last breath-i share the meaning of life...
GOLD
When
one gold coin turned up first morning
we
all watched with wonder.Now,we sleep in
The
price of gold fluctuates like daily temperatures.
Gold
markets manipulated like blood diamonds
Gold
flakes on Japanese rice.Gold plated toilets
Now
the land belongs to laminates.NO PARKING!
Forget
that Gold Standards are like Land Values?
Dollar
is just a note.Gold is a ring,a kiss
Your
love affair with precious metals is a commodity.
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