TOWARDS A CLASSIFICATION OF BIRDS

(1)

Bird's way -

to sing

for all

it's worth

every day

 

(2)

Bird's song -

rooted

in

the garden's

architecture

 

(3)

Bird's singing -

adds dimension

to both

branch & bush

 

(4)

Bird's concerns -

not

what you

might imagine

 

(5)

Bird's chapel -

an amalgam

of

sun  stars

moon & cloud

 

(6)

Bird's fragrance -

like 
that

of

a rose

 

(7)

Bird's imagination -

allowed it

to fly

away

(8)
Bird's dreams -
often
walking
on the moon

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Playing with a poem & foto from 1980

AH YES
What 
interests
me
is flow -
not like
a river
that
flows
by itself
more like
the next
link in
the chain
round
your neck -
silver
links
as i
go along.
They said
you were
beautiful.
i
had not
seen/
was not
looking
for it.

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Golden GOJI Hermitage

the evening of

thursday the fourteenth

of November

2013

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A METAPHOR

Today, i gave-up sugar...not that there was so much of it to give-up!
My older brother, on hearing, from time-to-time that i'm gonna give-up alcohol, says = "There's nothing to give-up!"... in-as-much-as, i consume so little of it in the first place.
BUT...to give-up SUGAR! Is that possible? Where would one still find sweetness? But it's no good clinging to that over-processed, ultra-refined, beautifully packaged, or latest, wonderful, artificial substitute that one just cannot do without. No good clinging, period......JUST BREATHE - YOU ARE ALIVE......
There is nectar in hearing the rain beating on the conservatory roof tonight. Do not look for sugar or sweetness outside of yourself. 
i remember the Egyptian proverb my mother often used to quote to me = "OM YUSSULL, YOM BUSSULL" = One day honey, one day onions.
The sweet nectars will come and go......The rain stops and starts......
Golden GOJI Hermitage
22.38hrs
13/11/2013
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