Secret Happiness

Secret Happiness
Crossing oceans vast
Navigating the flowing
and swollen rivers
Following
the Siren’s song
through a past
of smoke and mirrors
Your spells
your scent
bid me hither
to the Bridge of Sighs
where and when
my lovely lies
The joy of arrival
The pain of your leaving
A question of survival
Always clinging
to hopes stirring
of our next awakening
with destiny ascending

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The Vulture Heavy

The Vulture Heavy

Obtaining + Maintaining
To the manor spawn
The poverty porn
of consumer society
Scraps from the table
amid claims of equality
Globalism …
trumps democracy
riding the dragon’s tail
of a war economy
Remote destruction
local prosperity
Back to basics?
The Minimalist
so fashionable and trendy
Sporting that
certain lack
The creed of greed
and the politics of envy
Who can you go to
to overturn
that buffet table?
The nightmare
is in your stable
and the vulture heavy
+ + +

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Curious Aquarius

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Curious Aquarius

Aquarius Curious
With the overflowing
from a crystal chalice
I am floating … carried
upon waters living
by the green pastures
Ares upon bended knee
where Leo lies
down with the lamb
What is to be
upon the wings of a dove
what has past
. . . forever
hope , faith , and love ,
the future true
with the Salvation Man

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My Word

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Words of the absurd
… devoured by birds
Words that leave me
… lost for words
Words that some
don’t want to be heard
Words of hate
Words of poison
Fateful words
Words of division
Words that can build a wall
Words designed
to make you feel small
Words of destruction
Words that are spoken
creating only a prison
Words mistaken
For the sake of words
people forsaken

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The Ancient Paths

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Walking the ancient
paths of my forefathers
From penthouse
to the favela slums
Forever that gypsy hymn
petitioning heaven
for Kingdom to come
The right answer
even to the wrong question
Has maybe the baby
been thrown out
with your bathwater ?
Señorita, señor,
sing for me again
that sweet gypsy hymn
Desperate times
Sacred treasures
Give me
that old time religion
Walking the ancient paths
of my forefathers


‘Roll of Honour’

Words & Artwork:
~ david redpath © 2018

Photography: Linda Redpath