Growing a life of art and gentle anarchy, Narrative: Shamanic story, poetry, music, and visual art in all shapes, forms and ways. Art as everyday domestic based healing and the nuture of beauty.

late night washing machine

late night poetryWashing machine

Vibrations

Possum thunder

Across the roof

down

the plum tree

chicken roosting

behind wire and gate

on eggs

ghost fox across the suburban streets

snoring

child

and piles of books on the table

i am wondering what you think at night?

fridge hum frogs croak

rain

On

the colour-bond.

(for Simon Leo)

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  1. Reblogged this on AntiRadiation.

    September 13, 2013 at 4:09 pm

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