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Laughing at Nothing (Bard of Ely)
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Thu Oct 23, 2003
Electronic : Tribal
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Poem by Bard of Ely, used with permission.All rights reserved.
I see Goddesses everywhere;
Expressing the surreal is easy,
A way of life for the natural mystic
And love is a flow of consciousness.

Autumn winds in summer's heat;
Changing realities of Dream-time now.
Saw you in the mirror image
When I was reflecting light.

So many voices in the hall of ghosts,
Multiple echoes, ripples in the woodwork.
Doing something ordinary is only an act;
There's freedom of expression in the ethers.

I was talking to a Neanderthal face
And inspecting rooms on a personal pilgrimage'
Running like a child under smiling Heavens,
Laughing at nothing is too much for some it seems.
(c) Steve Andrews