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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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TREASURE SHIP
The Treasure Ship returns to harbour.The wave disappears without a trace. Heureux qui, comme Ulysse,a fait un beau voyage.Happy the hero,who dies full of yearsunder the tumuluswith his sword. Happy the young manwho dies youngbeloved of the Gods. Happy, too, … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged arising, dies, empty ocean, empty sky, flowers, Gods, happy, hero, history, passing, ship, treasure, wave
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GAOLER’S KEYS
A poemopens a windowin the prison wall. If it’s not a poem,it’s just a pictureon the wall. Who paints pictureson the prison wallis surely in the gaoler’s pay. May all beings be happy!May they be free from ill will!May they … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged bait, Bamboo Leaves, craving, free, friendliness, Gaoler, happy, Mara, poem, prison, smiles
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THE HAPPIEST OLD
The happiest oldhave nothing and don’t mind.The happiest youngare old before their time.Few these. The others are behind their years,suffer thirteen-year-olds’ fearsinto their twenties,and in their fortieshave appetitefor sins of twenty. But not the bite. .
TO THE BELIEVERS IN OUR GOVERNMENTS
Do you really think the othersare any less stupid than you? All history is prejudiced and gossipy,all science misuse of the misunderstood. But nobody waits to understand.There is no timejump onuse ityou can’t refuse itit’ll make you happywhatsitmatter whatitsfor? A … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged bad luck, believers, Blondin, bomb, civilisation, gossipy, governments, happy, history, no time, prejudiced, science, understand, use it
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HAVE A HAPPY WEEK!
“Empty-handed I comeand lo!the spade is in my hand.” In the illimitable VoidAll is destroyed(and Nothing is lost!). Everything appears anew:good seeds flourish(and evil too). They said to the Poetat his birth,“Go! Love!Without the helpof anything on Earth.” A naked … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged birth, Blondin, child, child's play, empty, happy, love, nothing, Poet, terrorise the world, void
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BLONDIN Poems 