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)
WHERE THE WIND SOCKS
gasps,blows,rages,sings through tube and tunnel
she wants to know what good is it?
he wants us to taste Scotch and weed as ceremony
as we plant a living tree in a dying park
he promises to return and water it
this hole is dug by young-
we have come as tribe and clan
to bless each other and restore balance(again!
this world was once trees
now captured flight patterns detained indefinitely
ritual frees us.We circle and photograph/
freeze framed eye to eye hawk grackle
Poor bruised battered scarred wounded earth
each other,from the moment of birth-
paper kites within random whims of winds
singing each other in to existence(again!