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Psalm 38

Psalm 38 i am i & Thou art Thou; yet, breath by breath we breathe as one – We are Commonwealth: You, drawn like a salmon to the well of my dissolution Ignite such passionate articulation that i tumble, like…

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Psalm 37

Psalm 37 When Frank and I played Christmas in the Heart We just laughed & laughed A couple of old hippies Listening to Moreporks On the West Coast – Something about Dylan Crooning Jingle Bells Made infinite sense While down…

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Psalm 36

Psalm 36 Red bra You are the delectable tease You’ve stolen all my pyjamas You’re so fucking scary You lick me sane Why, why, why, I cry Why you and not some other name Because, you drool I am the…

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Psalm 35

Psalm 35 And I stand at the door and shout And I knock at the door and weep And I name my heart evangelist And I name my heart insane And I stand at the door and knock And I…

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Psalm 34

Psalm 34 I name it shock My very first fly rod Lost in the river Where details are important & I never saw it coming Where nothing can save me When I stand in the river It’s a Fenwick Backpacker…

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Psalm 33

Psalm 33 No one tells you the path to the heart It’s not that no one knows – but it’s your heart Let me tell you about the day I stood between guardians – The first I call original snake.…

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Psalm 32

Psalm 32 Today I name my life I stand Tranquil and confident on a friend’s balcony in Charteris Bay Face the incoming tide My life holds me I join palm to palm to heart Lift to brow Celebrate the great…

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Psalm 31

Psalm 31  Mōkihi I set you free on the awa Te Ipurangi Know not who dips your paddle Only You must be free If a voice cries from the land of Ōtautahi Who sends thee Oh Mōkihi Say A poor…

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Psalm 30

Psalm 30 Who can say why the black horse rears – His hoofs pawing vacant air & is gone? I spend my days building altars to the Uncontainable My nights with the Smasher of Chains What seizes my life is…

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Psalm 29

Psalm 29 Night falls & I am lit by the hallowed memory Of the voice (now fierce, now tender) Which, brings me to this place – To this I cling, as I take the upward turn Beyond the 2nd lookout…

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