Among the Sounds, Haiku

pressing onward, love

reaches out, leading us up

higher vibration

high upon mountains

thoughts screaming into the breeze

echo upon air

sparkling in twilight

revealing inner beauty

eyes before me dance

waves cascade crisply

lifting our essence higher

together, as one

in simple presence

carried emotion pulses,

words fail to explain

under falling skies

hearts along a path converge

stirring embers within

in service to self

no virtue harder attained

practiced detachment


an effortless stroke defers

masterful action


Day 13: My Muse

I seem to have fallen a day behind but that’s what sundays are for. Or perhaps another post this evening. So we press on.

The source of inspiration

A sound like hearts beating.

Ephemeral and fleeting

She comes to my ear,

Whispering the words

Long strings of verbs

Translations of subconscious thought.

Together we’ve fought

Through times of doubt

As pages scream out in vain.

She comes in my dreams

To mend all the seams

Weaving ideas into matter.

I’ll never know why she does

I’ll assume it’s plain love

Piped in from above

To keep me growing

Hoping by showing


We’ll be free to live

As is pleasing.

Sightseer’s Flow

A good thing about knowing a lot of producers/djs is having a lot of music to draw from for these sessions. This latest features a track off the new album Anywhere People from my good friend Edamame. Again the way this one works is start the track at the bottom then the numbers in the text indicate timescale.


My words create reality

Each thought is a submission

Entering into the world

Its hybrid nuclear fission.

Elemental, blending sounds

Awaiting their conclusion.

The past is gone and future’s clear

Each moment in position.

The here we found, with time unbound

Leads onward, if we listen

Truth of the matter, watch it scatter

Like snowflakes gently glisten

Seen the strife, that’s part of life

We’d all gladly omit it

It’s die or live with all the knocks

Reveling in the paradox.



Intergalactic what attracts it

The methods in the madness

Built up on love, the sky above

A ground all covered in sadness.

Pushing feet like pulling teeth

Resistant, stuck in blandness

Diving inside, just free your mind

Embrace the inner grandness.

Eternal youth, eternal truth

You know it’s in the plan this,

Who we want to be,

What we want to see

Measured desire, take you higher, don’t hope aimlessly,

Life like a rope, but dont let it choke

Air most precious gift god gave us

Controlling voice, what’s your choice

Take the tools, like the fool

Make magic out of nothing

Realise what’s inside

Bring the image from your mind

Let it rise like sun it shines

Out of sight its inner rhyme

Edamame keepin time

While i flow this. maybe bogus

But the solution’s only mine

Livin life up on the grind

seeking solace in metropolis

While the worlds asleep I go real deep

and then maybe call it conscious.


Maybe blindness,

Flowing on Emotion.

When it’s late I elevate,

in the ship, I’m flying quick

over trouble, over time.

I craft visions in my mind;

Mental maps, swift planned attacks,

the path we start, heat seeking heart.

Finding murmurs in the haze,

see the face, it’s unafraid.

In the future I’ll still lose her

But the time we shared

is golden,

like flower fields unfolding.

Place the petals on the bed,

wreathed around that lovely head.

It’s just hard to say I care.

Taking shots and missing marks,

Turned around but still saw dark.

Led the water to the horse

but still they change the course.

So I’ll smile all the while,

master games they love to play

‘Cause I know I’ll make my day,

get away, a brand new scape.

Beaming from the clouds

Dreaming on new sounds.

I’m not found, merely unbound.

So you can’t lose me, know it truly.

An Evening Across Galaxies

Inspired by a convivial weekend affair, this set hopes to capture an evening of art, dance and love.


rippling echoes

painted across seas of bass

stretched upon taught strings

imps of mischief

scattered  among mystic wood

providing delight

flirty birds and bobs

in bountiful gathering

sensuous evening

quantumly accrued

linked by momentary bridges

once separated

though unaffected

intoxicating presence

leaves minds turned sideways

ocean of beauty

attractively attired

shaking down dancefloors

early morning hours

passing in easy moments

wrapped up in a dream

As In Orbits…

winter’s icy chill

rising over snowy streets

beat back by the sun

retrograde venus

finally ends, her fury

of long warring hearts

filling opened eyes

bountiful expressions

reflecting love’s joy

swept in vibrations

hailing outer dimensions

to join in true peace

truly nourishing

bounty to a weary soul,

her warm laughter

snare drum cascading

double beating guitar riffs

a funk masterpiece

mercury returns

backward pacing apparent

in my reflection