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?"
IN PRAISE OF THE WILDE
WILD ANIMALS
I WATCHED THE TAME BIRDS INSIDE THIS HUGE CUPOLA
They were doing something strange/i wondered what it was
Then i saw a rush of wings alighting-the wild birds were flying in
The tame ones were feeding them!All they had was food and shelter
Wild birds had the adventures of freedom-to embrace unlimited skies
while tame were torn by fences ,walls,limits of cupola heights
Symbiosis?Empathy?Adoration?Respect?
Then i remembered those Buddhist priests-and tithes in fishing villages
and priests and nuns and meditators sustained by us
We of peace feed the wild inside us-by sheltering homeless
Making sure that feral impulse survives
Making sure that life revives-even if only just outside the cage
of Borrowed Light
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THEY STILL HUNT FOXES IN LORD ENGLAND
Eskimos still hunt whales for meat
The feral is seen as a problem child
The tame ends up as pets or in pet food
Cows at McDonalds.Wile rats in plague proportions.
Lamb on plate while cockroach proliferates
Never mind about chocolate ants
nor lark tongues in aspic.Sweeten the rough and wild\
It will still have that tang-of open road kill
and desolate landscapes where only the feral survive
Just like in our own lives...
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