Sunday, 7 September 2014

Dream Strategies


 Poem written after attending Anti-Nato Peace Camp
 in Newport, South Wales 30/8/14 - 5/09/14
 where I joined  groups of individuals,
 gathered to say no to austerity, yes to welfare, no to warfare.

I used to be asleep.
forever I would dream,
last week got lost in live stream,
at a camp that awoke,
rushing and gurgling,
with defiant necessity,
as art of communication,
was  relearnt, again and again,
beyond consensus,
in syncopated time,
a dedicated lifeforce,
beyond copyright,
every voice released,
a beautiful gentle sigh,
no gods, no masters,
the earth listened,
as we sent out love letters,
as the sun shined,
and whispered thanks.

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