Rob Ayling, yer Gonzo Grande Fromage, 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 Thom'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 within 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?
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HEAT OF YOUTH REMINDS ALL WHO TOUCH
THE MEMORY OF YOUTH
Stillness.Farm Tractor.Metal vs
Earth.Earth breaks.Metal exhausting
SUMMER YOUTH.WINTER WISE.DRINKING IN
THE AFTERNOON LIGHT
Winter sleeps in.Wakes in
Spring.Waiting for winter/i fell into Fall.Froze.
ONE.ALONE.NEVER ALONE(ALWAYS EARTH
&SKY/WITNESS IN SILENCE
City is
sounds.Anonymous.Alone.Sunflowers are not perennials.Children
ditto.
DRINK FROM THIS STILLNESS.THIS
SLOWNESS WILL DISAPPEAR
You cannot ride back.Wide screen
country skies/make cities smaller.
BROUGHT UP ON THE LETTER "T"(NOW
ALIGNED WITH COFFEE
Black as Fate.Sealed in plastic.Heated
Planet.
THE GRUDGES WE CARRY(ARE HEAVY
&DULL)
They remind us the little we can fit
into time.Even when we release
More fills the vacuum.Emptiness has
weight.As has time.
WHAT WE HAVE IN COMMON(ONLY WHAT WE
WILL REMEMBER
Less&less every reading.Memory
always selective.
EYE FOCUS UPON MY STATION MASTER
GRANDFATHER
On his death bed.Big bellied
Irish.None of his medicines could save him.
I look at all my diabetes
medicines.They all tell me-there is no cure.
CONJURING UP MY MAGICAL FRIENDS(WHEN
THEY WERE BRIGHT&BEAMING
It is not that they are dull now/More
gone to another dimension/where we can no longer
Sleep with them..Just dream...
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