
Been driving since sun up
and it’s hotter than hell
I could do with a feed
and a drink or two
Best stop up ahead
at the Hebel Town Hotel

Been driving since sun up
and it’s hotter than hell
I could do with a feed
and a drink or two
Best stop up ahead
at the Hebel Town Hotel

I’ve been kissed by a Camel on the lips
… a baby dromedary named ‘Bogan’.

‘An Allegory with Venus and Time’
… by Giovanni Battista Tiepolo

Meanwhile …
here on Planet Earth
A feline on the prowl
to the beat on the street
of an Allen Ginsberg howl
The walk, the talk, to stalk
To click the mouse
of an indiscreet meet and greet
Then hiss the growl
with some lone wolf
of nondescript sandwich meat
Continue reading “An Allegory . . .”

Hey Babe . . .
don’t you mess
with the Missionary Man!
He’s getting on
with that missionary plan
the best that he can

In a former life
Of chaos and disorder
Through a cosmic haze
Of bloodshed and strife
I well remember
A pilgrimage metaphysical
Seeking wisdom ancient
And knowledge mystical
From a secret agent
By the mythical code name
Brainwave Alpha
“First you need learn how to fly,
if indeed, you wish to kiss the sky.”

Collecting sincerities
like get well cards
after a multitude
of cosmetic surgeries
With the deepest
heartfelt sympathies
a matter of my
private insecurities
Poor poor pitiful me
My lover likes
to make love
late in the evening
till well past three
With abandoned glee
I prefer
to make love with her
in the morning
after a strong cup of tea
It would seem in between
I need to be resting
… seriously
This is why I must try
to keep on breathing
Lord have mercy
on poor poor pitiful me
~ anon
PhotoArt:
david redpath © 2018

There are two kinds of people.
Those who are forever postulating
that there are two kinds of people.
And those that …
Judgement is a prerogative divine.
The reserve of He who weighs the
hearts and minds
… of all kinds of people.
Words & Image:
~ by david redpath © 2018

Watercolour
~ by Salvador Dali

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
+ + +

Curious Aquarius
Aquarius curious
with the overflowing
from a crystal chalice
I am floating
… carried
by living waters
along 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 sure
by grace from above

Faithfulness
through the wilderness
Climbing a mountain
of passion burning
from just a single spark
The pure fragrance
of holy incense
Your sacred presence
in the deepest dark
throughout the longest night
In the shadow
of your wings
I find peace sublime
Celestial rest in the midst
of an endless cosmic fight