Rainy day bus

Rain jumps upon the bus roof patterning a beat in time with the roll of wheels, buzzer sets ring and stops come and go,people hoping on and off umbrellas up and down, dripping in their shelter blown rains drops slide along glass, through the swoosh of puddles spraying waves, washed footpaths people dashing for shelter, […]

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Moments passing here,

Life,joyous divine, celibate it dive in deep nothing to fear here eating it all updig in deeper hold on to your dreamscraft shape, hone them,razor sharp, cut off a slice, life, savor dream, add salt,for flavour, wounded yeah cutting in deep,both ways, consumed with gusto, like oysters,yeah,fresh from the shelllet those juices run off your […]

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Looking is finding

I lost myself today, put down somewhere, on a shelf, or in a pocket, like a lonely love letter, tucked away in a favorite book, or in a dusty corner, with the dangling spiderwebs, I became a thread unraveled, or did I turn to lint, after some belly button picking stint, I may have turned […]

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Our Everything…

When there is nothing left to give, no more fuel added to the fire, empty no more gas in the tank, when exhausted is the default setting, we’re running this road under moonlight, those prayers that gave us our wings, all time is running fast in slow motion, hurtels like a madman never stopping, forced […]

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“Yes, these are tears.”

Here our hearts were broken, Here inward we turned to ash,Here our love was stolen,Here they dreamed of cash,Here an ideological clash,Here we became inflamed,Here some were cynical,Here some simply crass,Here all jokes aside revealed,Here upon that scorched heap, Here the sick the lame the corrupt,Here no tears could quench us, Here the howling screaming […]

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If I knew anything, I know now, I knew nothing!

Waiata, waiata, waiata, waiata, waiata, waiata, uplifted voices men voices woman, waiata, waiata, waiata, waiata, surrounded, the music the dance we play as I think of my New Zealand. Away from a home that always felt a home away from home but not a home. As I looked out from my footsteps into the turquoise […]

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No, it’s just dust in my eye.

Am I losing my edge, I’m not sure anymore just where the edge is, as we step forward and peer down there is no darkness or the abyss seeing it’s all solid ground under foot, no two step, no shuffle, no rush without fear gripping at our hearts, hearts beat steady one two tempo, quickening […]

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The Count meets a President

Today I had the distinct pleasure in meeting Brasils President Jair Bolsonaro. I was humbled that he shared some moments with me out of his busy schedule. A real honor for me to shake his hand and personally congratulate him on his righteous victory. We both share the same dream of building a greater Brasil […]

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