Jalam Jalam

Leaves falling
Yellow Vanilla Scent.
Rain blue turquoise from above
High above my head.

A bat caught in her hair could not wake her walking gaze
Of candy demon goddess presence.

Her Smile melting forming cumuli Stratus Clouds in the Heavens
Cause leaves to blow green beneath her feet, turning them, like feeling.

A flower for your thoughts old tired feet
Long walking black cut toes, healing forever.
The Moon in her eye’s
Brighter clearing more deadly than the highest tides

A woke drops upon drops of chattering harmony’s.
Her name, her place in the spaces between the drops of dew on spider’s happy webs.
It rains heavy now, the clouds are here,
The swallows high tell the future
Drip drip drip drop drop rain.

Come wake under water ears smile through strawberry chocolate vision eyes
And see before tomorrow is here the water out
Reached hand almost touching
Lighting spark almost now, almost.

Walk slowly & sit, walk slowly & sit.
9 Days pass & still I walk slowly then I sit
Lightning fork, walking strike
Wash away & bring new life with your
Water drench soaked clear tears.

Jalam Jalam (walking walking)

Bali/Lovina – 10th December 2000

Fly’s

There are no Fly’s on me
But they are of course on everything else

U2 plays ‘I will climb the highest Mountain,
Just to be with you’.
Well, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for..

2 Orange Juices – 1 Flavale sandwich
+ 1 Chicken. All with Fly’s on please.

Josephine covers the Little Black Kitten in Glitter
& It Meows off to another table.
Sparkling in the Egyptian sun, a small night sky in the shadows
& I try to squash flies with my little black book.

Humm… the Sparkle Cats back & guarding us from evil sprits
I carry on & try to name all the flies, but there are too many
More than I can count, I give up after 10 mins.

Holidays, like open Pickle Jars
Washed up leaking marmalade
Memories of a vinegar time,
Before they were washed up
Before they were filled up
In a punjabe Marmalade Factory
East of Punjabe

The Toilets just plain forget to work here
They talk in random dripping noises
& the builders knock knock bang there day to sunset
& Wheel wheel barrows in the heat

Halaluuuya, Ali be ma ahhhhh

Dahab/Red Sea/Egypt/Red Sea Dive Hotel – March 2002

Dahab

When will we 3 meet again
In Dahab sometime later, maybe soon

When we have all gone insane
When the party Games are done

When our Children Jam & Bun
That will be Flafale
Burnt, no just done.

Come all the Blue Fish anon
I think were done…

Dahab/Red Sea/Egypt/on a Cushion – March 2002

I love you

I Love you
You Bastard

Sleepy eyes, dog Shit Breath
Legs akimbo
Tongue tied
Knickers on head
Lips a smiling

I Love you Bastard
Scattered Hair
Dribbly Nose
One shoe lost
Fast a sleep

I love you, You Bastard….

Flight 235 – New York to London – 2001

A Moment in March 2002

Life takes me away.

I arrive in Egypt, Shame el Shake – Dahab the town of gold.

With its beach full of rich people vibrant prays waking me up & rocking me to sleep.

The sun came to see me the first morning it seemed to be laying a path across the red sea rising in Saudi Arabia.

We Arrived by Taxi – Sean Connery at the wheel, flying through the stars in our Peugeot 504.

We stopped in the desert to see the horizon it was breath taking, my wonder come true, my dream real & space/stars at the end of my fingertip.

We stay in Mohammad Ali’s place, he gives us something each night, the girls dream of boys & fishes while I keep watch over the sky’s for aliens & signs of extra ordinary activity. There will be flies in heaven now I know & of course god I’m sure, will never free us from mosquitoes, an impossible task.

Josephine is scared Nova will be kidnapped & I think Nova secretly hopes she will be, an easy task I think.

They have a plague of cats & a plague of flies & a plague of builders all hammering away seemingly multiplying in front of your eyes.

The pavement grows here, you sleep & the next day the pavement is longer, there are buildings & staircases appearing in front of your eyes.

Now I am sitting in a bar the shape of a ship drinking Stella beer & listening to the prays of alla mixed in with Bob Marley, House & Manu Chow, very strange.

We snorkel today or was it last week, my second day & time has collapsed in like a dieing star.
Camels cross my view Jewels on a building site, my view is Saudi Arabia & the mountains of Sinai, breath taking. A man on a donkey called Moses canters on the beach & children haggle monsieur monsieur & flies make my right hand wave from side to side – Sokran / thank you.

The girls go diving while I as normal sit & think & write about fly’s & stuff.

In a few days we pilgrim to Mount Sinai, I hope to climb the 4000 steps of redemption – Fantastico, excelenta, princi princi & dora dora.

The fish forget to swim they fly in the air, the cats forget to meow & just say wow wow - & again I turn & the pavement is bigger.

Dahab/Red Sea/Egypt/Ship Bar – March 2002

Mataki Heaven

Today I met some funny people.
I asked them if I could give them names,
To help me remember them better.
As this is the custom on Rarotonga, when naming children.
They said wonderful, so we went on.

Paradise – was the cleaner
Moonbow – A guy I met on the beach in the night
Serong – Blond lady from London
Unalala – Dark Haired girl
Shooting Star – Swedish Guy that just got married 5 mins ago to –
Beautiful Hair – His wife
Captain Fantastic – Boat Captain
Captain Wonderful – Captain, assistant
Tiki – A big Black Dog
One Ear up – another dog
One Ear down – another dog
Wave – A nice Guy with a big boat
Sparkles – my friend Jo
Clownfish – a nice girl who just walked past
Canoe shoes – a very tall German guy

Time here, is irrelevant,
Only Sunday marks the end of the week
When everything closes for Church, Family & Rest.

This is no Paradise, this is Heaven…

Raratonga / Pacific Islands – July 2001

Yayu

Her eyes are fuller than Candy
Drops of dreams & Children’s Smiles.

Her sprit stronger than the Oceans tides
Her Heart infinity
Her Hair the Deepest Sunset
Her eyes, forever Dreams
Her walk like drifting yellow leaves,
On a warm autumn day.

Her cesrcerian smile cuts across the Java sunset mountains
Going no where in particular, with trailing Oranges, Pinks, Reds & Blues,
Smiling back forever.

The smallest thoughts combine & melt, dripping like fresh snow on my forehead.

She gazes across time, freezing in the heat, framing all.

Her wake like morning Dew, fresh Moss, Clear Clean with out need.
Her Children crying because they are happy, because they are hungry,
Because they want their mothers milk, there mothers smile.

I speak with my eyes closed
I listen with my heart open
& feel with my toes,
the warmth & humid beginning of something
I have never seen.

There is Beauty here, now I know,
White perfume flowers fall like snow & cover the new day,
While I sleep & dream of now.

Bali / Lovina Hotel – Dec 2000

My Best Mates a Pigeon

I wake up early
I'm a bird see..
First off, I always go & see my mate,
my best mates a pigeon.

He bigger than me
I’m quite small really,
I'm not a sparrow, I'm a finch.

My best mates a pigeon... see..

Uk 2006

Insane

Your eyes like the earth from space
your smile insane

Your hair all washed simple & plane
your breasts wobble
when you laugh
& your feet clap the floor
like babies do.

Your silence fills the air
like shish
like smoke
in a dream forgotten remembered
somehow years before.
Sometimes, I can see you aura
blowing turquoise in the breeze.
Oh shit, I think I've forgotten
to breathe.

For Jo / Egypt / Shamalshake / Red Sea Dive Hotel 2004

In A Ship

Chocolate hair & pineapple breath
Camomile knees & nectar toes
braided hair beneath her waist
laughing Horses
Camels sneeze
& stray Dogs fall over laughing
between the Coconut Trees
in the Sinai breeze.

The wind licks my ears
while the pavement sings
& carries feet
know where, that way
some place.

Where are you from,
Who's your mom,
look at those tits,
nice bum.

Carry me away to some where small
where scardy cats hide & shine like diamonds
falling from the sky.

For Jo / Egypt / Shamalshake Beach Bar 2004

Bali for Ash

Stars Crash beneath my feet
White demons from heaven
Blues & Yellows in my ears
birds flying though my toes
I brake in unison
with the Indian Ocean
smells collide – melting.

One same crash feeling
Now yesterday for ever now
Bintang they drink but don’t.
Tourists laugh at unseen pain, sarongs laugh back
While Gulls collide in hope & colour
Jest feet, children pissing in mothers laps
breast feeding hope & tomorrows milk, today.

Swallows low, evening blessed
yellow blues - tomorrow’s fishing
Crabs bless the shore in hope & glory
Sand to sand, ashes to Ash.

Bali / Lovina Beach 2001

23 Ford Falcon Green Day Vodka Blues

I slept in the back
I slept on the roof.

Green Day Vodka Moo’s
23 Ford Falcon Blues
& we have both, lost our Shoes.

10’ O-Clock Blues,
Champagne, 2 Double Vodka’s & Shoona’s
What have we got to loose,

23 Ford Falcon Green Day Vodka Blues.

Australia Byron Bay Beach Car Park - 2003

Yayu

Yayu
I Dream
I Wake
I Sleep….

Now is where the there is now & where are you when you are there
& I am floating through space on my magic carpet of hope.

Studying crabs & small things.

I am going to write a book – ‘How to become a Hindu in a Day’

A Chardonnay smile on a Wednesday Moon
Couldn’t bring me back together again
All the tings dories & all the pinks when the should be over
The spoons when they come.

To Yayu & her children / Bali / Lovina Beach 2001

jo

Today I meet jo, which is nice
She kisses me with me smile &
her fragrance overwhelms me.
She is eternal light
Dreams fall from her hair.

Jo Ninety underwater sparkle drops of light
Rainbow footprints fall before her steps & sea’s divide.

Stop being so lovely
Don’t forget the explosives
Flip Flop dreams, tomorrows blessing
Children’s eyes & tears laughing
Yellow Brazil coloured Toes.

Atutaki / South of Rarotonga / Passific Islands - 2002

Impossible

She’s Impossible
Walking, Waking, Laughing.

Am I dreaming
It’s impossible……
Now she’s snoring…

Am I dreaming…. No I can see my hand..
But it smells like light,
& all the sounds are clear.

It’s impossible,
I’m just getting the fear

Am I dead
Are we there yet….

Oh my god, Jesus, this is the real thing
It’s impossible to feel this good !!
Is it…. !!

2 flying coffees please.

Egypt / Red Sea Dive Hotel Beach - 2003

Poems & Songs one day I will finish
On-going….

Block Pensioner Booking
Swan Lake
I don’t mix smoking & Red wine on Tuesdays
Foot in Mouth
I wish I was more Creative
Jesus was on Dole
Feliz
Why Does Miss Piggy have High Heels
Help in Hotels
There is a Shark in my Hammock
200 quid gone
23 Ride Blues
Get Shouted at
4.30 in the Morning
Flirting at 257 Km/H
24 Hr mac
Sick in the Morning
8 People & a Sheep on a push Bike in Cambodia
Flirt Police
Ranger in my Blues
Samsum Sunset
Bonnets Booths & Roofs
Scrub up well
Catherine Does Chemistry
The Russians are coming but my Mothers in the Bath
Flyingcows
4 wheel Drive Turnip Rocket Launchers
JulianRocks
Atutaki
I want to Live on the Moon
Jalam Jalam
Stanley wines
The Cross
I’m on the Cross
Love you Love your Shoes
Text me, Love me Fuck me
Sex in the Car
90c a Litre
Thrush
I’ve got a wart on my arse
Press Hash
The TV is Off
Caledonia Road
Blow jobs
Corrr
What’s that Mum
Up the cash point
24 people in the back of a yute
The Snow must go
Mars Star Bars
CI Fucking A
There’s Aliens in room 6
Catherine’s truckload of weed
I’m on the Pokee’s
Larium
Dolores in the Sky with Moonfish
Stink Tree (added recently)

Coogee Bay Back Packers/ Australia – 2000