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Friday, 19 July 2019

THOM THE WORLD POET: The Daily Poem

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?"

NAVIGATING PSYCHIC SEAS
WHETHER DRUNK,STONED,HOLY OR POSSESSED
Floating souls find their spirit access where ordinary mortals
are blessed to hear and receive each other's trans/missions.
Perhaps they interject loudly(to draw attention to themselves)
Perhaps they truly feel they need to be the center of attention
Maybe floating spirits take them over,and speak through them
As stress increases,more pressured sensitives find themselves
@poetry readings,not knowing exactly what karma possessed them to be there..
Perhaps they interject,or project,or interrupt,or seek to center
the attention and focus of all eyes upon them.It happens
and you know when it does by the unstable shift of energies in the room.
Casual anarchists throw spiked word bombs into the air,
yet when invited to share,find only mumbling and dull song to define them.
This is when the host intercedes,and,in the interest of sanity and brevity
keeps the momentum flowing -by inviting the next guest on..
Some days,i feel like that mad one,only hearing the voices in my own aura
The days i can release are blessed indeed.The nights i cannot long and dark and dull.
I pray to unknown gods to release these dreams,so they ,too might find relief..in other's lives..

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