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 and 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)
THROUGH THE SONGS OF BIRDS
EACH MORNING,TREES HELD A CONFERENCE
Birds who had slept through the stars bright displays
and spy satellites and surveillance flights
were shocked into new with the traffic.Stillness shattered
like windshields .Nests shuddered as the lights of day rose.
Street lights flicked off.Sun rose nuclear ,sending distress solar flares.
Birds were busy seeking worms.Those whose home was concrete poems
pecked at granite dust and dirt .Cooing of doves .Jayhawks and grackles.
Cardinals and sparrows.All gathered to hear the song of today.
Would it be some fresh hatched newbie,unknown to fellow flyers?
Or some senior citizen bird,whose melodies were memorized by all?
Rarely had such a gathering of songsters gathered in one spot.
Ever since the hunting season in Texas had begun
sharp barks of a gun were the morning punctuation ending life sentences
Capital punishment?It is for the birds...
The third Poetry Month 2015 blog is up: Interview with Erin Belieu: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/…/2015-poetry-month-an-inte_2…
"I'm not sure I would call it a progression so much as a deepening of consciousness throughout the books. Hopefully we have an increasing sense of truthfulness about ourselves as we grow older, and we grow strong enough to...