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Psalm 67

                            Psalm 68 The form of the soul is the form of your world * Wandering Brooklands Spit Enraptured by the sweep, swirl & swoop Of black-backed gulls – Hearts portal swings To reveal the beating wings of a giant…

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Psalm 66

Psalm 66 When I first met Grandfather Spirit he somersaulted with joy… All faces spoke at once… He spoke what I need to know… He sat on ground… Wrote in dirt… F… i… d… e… l… i… t… y… Then…

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Psalm 65

Psalm 65          To neglect & not include the All – this is the greatest crime There is a day, month, hour, when A man stands before That Which carries him down the Arc of his days When he enters the…

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Psalm 64

Psalm 64 I have come to love my life… though it circles like a shark… There’s only one rule… be true now… That’s where teeth come in… Like… a woman asks… ‘Why did you lose your faith?’ & I’m treading…

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Psalm 63

Psalm 63 Out of the depths… I hear your voice… Tom Bombadil has arrived… Sense significance… Sanctity… Scrawl words to paper… Snooze – Pre-dawn… Out in my shed… Lapsang Souchong in hand… Thumbing my 70’s Lord of the Rings… I…

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Psalm 62

Psalm 62 In the fierce silence after the electrocardiogram Lion speaks first I don’t want your advice I don’t want your expertise I don’t want your experience I don’t want your help I want you I want the simple uncluttered…

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Psalm 61

Psalm 61 ‘you must get lost quite often’ my mother comments matter-of-factly as we pass the tiny creek winding to the rear of the dementia ward… ‘yes, all the time’ i reply… it’s as if we’re rehearsing basics… day one,…

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Psalm 60

           Psalm 60 Can it be three months since You first came to this place? Three short months since i first walked these sacred hallways… i was so afraid… Your first-born, ever-responsible son Trying my best to protect you… Yet…

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Psalm 59

                      Psalm 59 i cannot explain how you become icon to me… though i can say… i exclude nothing… i see your suffering… &… as son… bleed… i become a tender watcher along your way… press cigarettes & passionfruit ice-cream…

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Psalm 58

                   Psalm 58 it’s amazing how far you travel in a blue recliner – you hold a baby to your heart & you’re gone – mind you there are places you don’t go – stress – strain – busy –…

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