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Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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JUNE
A dry Juneand roses and honeysuckletumble in riotous flowerdown the path, below the gate,in anticipation of drought. The rush slowly(keeping vegetable time)towards the battlefieldof fern and bramblewhich flows inconclusively,to the cliff edge.Beyond, the sea. The mind takes on the colourof … Continue reading
WHAT IS WHAT?
A boatafloaton the stream of time. On either bankthe dream;a banquet for the senses.A blazeof colour and livingness,of music and messagesto tempt and amaze; enticements and instant memories;the enchanting voiceof the serpent. Afloaton the streamfrom nowhereto nothing. .
Posted in Gnomonic Verses
Tagged dream, emticements, enchanting, livingness, memories, music, nothing, Nowhere, Senses, serpent, Time
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THREE TIMES
Adjusting the Presentwith Past and Futureis like adjusting the Feetto fit the Shoes.Any way you look at this you lose. Don’t stop talking about tomorrow.It wasn’t like this before the war.I’ll get it right next time.You owe me one. It … Continue reading
KARMA
Karma stops.It’s time for the mops. An integral part of the process. When the course is runand the mopping up’s done,why, then we can start to progress. .
REBIRTH
There in the dark, waiting.The unbornseeking their opportunity,moist earthwhere they can flowerand be carried along on the stream of unfolding consciousness. Only by constant vigilanceis the Bind Weed,stored in the Dreamtime,abandonedto the stagnant backwaterof time – to come no more. … Continue reading
Posted in Waves Talks & Poems
Tagged consciousness, dark, Dreamtime, earth, flower, opportunity, rebirth, Time, unborn, vigilance
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TOMORROW AND TOMORROW
The pulling string,which is Time’s tether,bringsand bindsall thingstogetherin the contoured galleries of our minds. Piaf has been deadthese thirty years or moreand yet her voice is boughtand sold in any CD store. Yesterday and tomorrow,mingled joy and sorrow,are raw material … Continue reading
Posted in Blondin
Tagged bad dreams, dream, God, Hamlet, Here and Now, infinite space, joy and sorrow, king, mind, present, Senses, Time, tomorrow, yesterday
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GNOMON
The shadow of the gnomonslides at a steady rate.Even if the dial is ancient,the time itself is up to date.Though the train sleeps in the station,the sun just will not wait. And the ever moving sunand the clocks that tick … Continue reading
MAKE THE MOST OF IT!
Said the Junior Dean. What is “It”that we should make the most of it?What have wethat we can justly boast of it? We have inherited our share of wealth;and karma and good sensehave brought us health. Time weighs not on … Continue reading