In the beginning there was the Breath — the Chi — and the Breath was made manifest, the word became the world. The Breath gave birth into the earth It-Self. The Breath was birthed, from nothingness to manifest; from the invisible the formula was conceived to create the form, the visible that we are now. [...]
All posts tagged Life
Being Naturally Aboriginal
Posted by Djubba on 14 May, 2012
http://daopoetry.wordpress.com/2012/05/14/being-naturally-aboriginal/
Come With I
Come with I, unity, then ponder what has transpired, from within the union of the You and I. When individual polarities commune, mix and meld, what is it that we have achieved. My energy once implanted deep, seeded within your receptacle, remains eternal, awaits recharging from its source, whenever it shall need, of course. One [...]
Posted by Djubba on 22 April, 2012
http://daopoetry.wordpress.com/2012/04/22/come-with-i-2/
Bar Room Farce
Alone, again … Another early morning in a lonely front bar. Hand trembling, clasping the glass of a numbing cold ale. Sipping another experience whilst drowning the past. Sculling another drink, drowning the regrets from life passed. Sipping another round of non-sense, whilst the money lasts; seeking absolution in another bar room farce. © DjA [...]
Posted by Djubba on 23 March, 2012
http://daopoetry.wordpress.com/2012/03/23/bar-room-farce/
Mama Slept The Day Through
Papa, why don’t you hug mummy any more.
Did you know that she cries so much, that her eyes get sore.
And when she looks at me some days, her eyes are black,
and I ask how come, and she says she walked into the door.
Posted by Djubba on 9 April, 2008
http://daopoetry.wordpress.com/2008/04/09/mama-slept-the-day-through/
