Bunce Island, Sierra Leone - deserted slave fort island. Visited by sailing dinghy '78
I don't belittle slavery here, its how I felt at the time:)
As most will know, Kunta Kinte is from the book 'Roots' which I read in '77.
To yearn for love is not a rarity but every man’s inevitability; craving satisfaction for our unbroken hearts - affirmation of existence
I spoke two thousand years ago, wh… but much I said was misconstrued,… As Son of Man I said before, I a… I the ransom for the many ~ Throu… My Father’s house has many mansio…
words, however inadequate, are the best hope we have of connecting with others... so let’s choose carefully which to use - and I ain’t talking poetry!!
I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…
Sativa, queen of spiral code her genome holds a key, that turns the cogs within my mind once stuck, now running free. She sparkles in the Autumn sun
Leafy London, garden roses, Late one summer’s afternoon. No recourse from tragic duty. Hope his kids are still at school. Stranger sorrow, swiftly rising
Vivid light, Smiles so bright, Mangrove, Sea and Cotton Tree, A time I learnt to think in ways, My parents never taught me. I felt dis-ease with christian,
Contradiction mocks the pseudo-sage. No charlatan, this clown-chameleon; subject to his nature,
A bigot blind will never see, we are all as John Donne’s flea since Adam claimed mortality, who knows what hues in history flowed in darker veins than thee,
I followed an English rose to the gates of the Sahel - I thought I knew I loved her; I… young and couldn’t tell. ......all so long ago now, I don’t
Conjugal Congress, Conception Conjoined ~ Constriction Contraction Contusio… Constructs Conferred, Conclusions Contrived ~
A flight of fancy to mystical land in Arjun’ chariot I crossed Ram’s… to that cinnamon isle of gold-grai… —tear of Mahabharata On a palm-trellised beach I held…
Late inside The Orange Tree, a burly builder on his knees. Well earned pint now cast asunder, he sought respect - his only blund… -
I like to think I’m quite a spark a wise and clever man I can name the elements or kings of old Siam but sitting in my techno-cave
based on a West African folklore… Alone along a jungle track I heard a groan of agony, so terror-struck, with bow drawn b… I peered behind the mango tree.