I am of the poetic heart and tender inclinations
Unlike the Queen bee who will accept any old drone
due to the biological and reproductive imperative
(that evil, evil, little fucking blonde tart;
this little Queen is extremely discerning and only has
a place in her heart for that one and only special bee.
The nectar of love and life is for him and him alone.
The fundamental motivation of this Queen is not
pleasures of the flesh ~ they are only a bonus to her
true nature, which is to be with her soul’s desire, her
eternal mate, her confidante; the drone who compliments
her being and enriches her existence.
He might think that he has to perform to a standard,
but he assumes wrong!
This Queen values soul and spirit over sexual prowess.
SO, BEWARE DRONE!
You may have to re assess your way of thinking.
Your value lies not so much in what you do,
but in who you intrinsically are!
This Queen knows your value.
Now as her mind dies
how frequent were
his wrong doings
and his grief is palpable
Her delicate feminine wrist
once cracked through his torment
Now as her memory fades
and his recaptures,
he holds it tenderly
weeping at its beauty
Little did he realise
as the brandy, burning
splashed his eyes
as her anger peaked
with his surprise,
that in thirty years
her flame would die
and with her empty shell
he would lie
eyes still burning
brandy-less, they cry
When the atmosphere lends itself, the ghost ship may sometimes be chanced at low tide. It appears like a mirage on the horizon, a harbinger of mystery and conjecture as we stride before the wind on our deserted foreshore.
Whilst Australia is a wonderful country and there is much to be grateful for, Australia Day remains a bitter sweet occurrence within its historical and social relevance to Indigenous Australians. Furthermore, as long as the welfare of our Indigenous friends is not adequately addressed, there can be no restitution.
Right across this land – look past the horizon – out into the beyond – feel your feet on the surface – zone in – right to the core – feel the expanse – the immensity – the wonder – not just this country but all over the planet – out beyond this planet – galaxy upon galaxy …….. it is not ours to own – to exploit – to tarnish….. and how can we be so conceited to think that we’re the only ones? We are visitors – all of us – we must behave like visitors – with respect and reverence …. Some may think that they own a small piece of it – but they don’t…really….. how can we possibly own that which is not given? We only assume things to be so and as such, we are always at odds with the universal law ……When we learn to abide by this law – when we learn to live in the universal flow…we will cease the struggle, the control and the greed… And what of love? It is said that love is all that is required…as if by some magical flick of a wand, love fixes everything.. How ignorant is that?? Love is an intent – a verb – a doing word – not a random emotion and not something to be bandied around to make ourselves feel good. If we tried to heal our woes with emotions, what a mess it would be! ….And it is! LOVE is the genuine intention of good will – of desiring well being for all. Not this disingenuous crap espoused by those in fancy garb. Let the false prophets be exposed, let the hypocrisy be revealed….let there be a genuine intent – may harmony and ease of living prevail. Stuff patriotism – (as Oscar Wilde said: “the virtue of the vicious”) – I pledge my allegiance to this wonderful universe and its eons old ways of creating harmony and order!
The little minds of human kind are no match for this…