Sunday, July 23, 2017

For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass wither, and the flower thereof falls away:


1 Peter 1:24


Words End

sadness overcomes her
saki bottle in hand
she bears witness
to your silence

you once described her 
as a lush
provocative 
Saki-swilling Geisha
with a lot to say
and an untraditional attitude
poking and prompting 
niggling and nagging her forte

I ache for her sadness
she is fading 
an ephemeral spectre
slipping
slipping
slowly away

who wants a used muse!

but it’s ok 
they’re still bottling saki
and sakura blossoms 
will always fall into clever Haiku

I thought she deserved a mention
for her excesses and inconstancies

love, Eaton

Friday, May 6, 2016

the lost art of pragmatism


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If allowed
the heart will hold a hurt
will look at it from every angle
worshipping its beginning
desiring no end.

*


love,
Eaton

Thursday, May 5, 2016


I wound the golden light around my finger
wreathed in leaves of reds and russet
like a gypsy - fluid music with the wind.

love,
Eaton

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

beloved autumn























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leaves
spiralling 
out of control
picked up by the wind
a wreath of colours 
gypsy bold 
conspirators in the end dance
stories untold.

*


love, Eaton

Thursday, April 28, 2016

26th April, 1986 - commemoration



Long shadows of
man’s defiance against
God’s universal laws
have left us a perpetual
inheritance of toxic richness 
we cannot dispose of
no one to give it to
who would want it
not us
yet, we have it
for thousands of years
to the end of the age
and beyond
thanks wise men of science
you’ve poisoned us 
with an ongoing legacy

thanks again!

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Photographic record by Gerd Ludwig



love, Eaton

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright
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Flat Stanley near Castlemaine, Victoria.