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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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LISTEN
What is that sound?Like the trailing of a fanthrough a silent anteroom? It is the murmur of airruffling leaves. It is the herald of the whirlwindwhich will strip those leaves from their treesand wrench the trees from the hillsideand blast … Continue reading
HAPPINESS
The great stone Hall is silentthat is now millennia old.Through the western windowsshines a glorious sun.It floods the walls and floors,the tables, chairs and doors,panelling, pictures, artefactsand illumines every oneuntil the wraiths that gathercry out in their joy,‘Everything is gold!Whatever … Continue reading
PATIENCE
There is the patience of the tree,with feet set fast in earth;buffeted by storms,stripped of leaves by droughts,home to birds and parasites,bored into by beetles and worms,reaching to ever greater heightsuntil sawn and dismembered by men,or turned to a heap … Continue reading
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Super-talented childrenplay on the eternal beach,building castles and citiesand civilisations and worlds,anything, everything they want;and try to keep all and eachout of everyone else’s reach. Dancing around hand in hand,they themselves are powdered sand. The sun shines downburning them brown.The … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged beautiful, Brian Taylor, castles, children, cities, civilisations, dancing, eternal beach, sea, sun, super-talented
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REAL SUN
The fiery sun burns downand leaves its reflectionin every bucket of waterand bathing pool. The real sun has its placeleaves no reflectionin every heartof every living thing. .
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged bathing pool, Brian Taylor, every living thing, fiery sun, heart, real sun, reflection, sun, water
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WAVES
Time drifts away,as mist fades on the mountain.The world itself is hardly more real,the living waters springingfrom life’s fountain run dry,leaving discarded bonesbleaching in the sun. There is no moleculebut strives to be the whole(or if it can’t encompass that, … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged Brian Taylor, children, fantasies, fountain, friend, inner garden, Life, mist, mountains, neighbour, powers, sandcastles, sun, thoughts, tide, Time, whole
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PEACE
Freedom from the Pastis the Present.Freedom from the Futureis the Present. The Presentis a crack that runs through the universe.Into it everything disappearslike snowflakesin a raging furnace. For most peoplethe Presentis a mental spacefilled by memories of the Past,thoughts of … Continue reading
Posted in Waves Talks & Poems
Tagged Brian Taylor, clear sky, crack, freedom, future, memories, mental space, past, peace, present, sun, thoughts, universe
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JUGGLING
First the left hand, then the right;in each, a ball, in each held tight. When a third comes into view,what exactly will you do? Let it roll past on its way,down the hall and out the door? Or grab it … Continue reading
Posted in Ego Ego God of the Jungle
Tagged Brian Tayor, cosmic motion, Ego Ego God of the Jungle, empty stage, game, juggling, kinetic cage, sun
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FEMINA DOLOROSA
She passes like a shadowacross a silent floor,lit by a sun that followsand a star that goes before.And though I know she walks in beautythat is not subject to decayyet she shelters behind dutyfrom the glory of the way. .
COMPLETING CYCLES
The Juggler throwshis batons at the sun.The sky throws them back againlike rain,each and every one. Surely by now he knowswhat it is he’s gaining? Come Mr. Juggler,look at it from your point of view,just how long has it been … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged Brian Taylor, Cycles, Juggler, point of view, rain, sun, you
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BLONDIN Poems 