posted on February 11, 2008 at 6:58 am

sitting up a tree tree tree
talking to my bird
caw caw caw she says
i says this and that
i’m hungry and cold and wet
as per bloody muddy usual
cold as a corpse
hungry as a horse
wet as a wicked old toad
i plot i plan i dodge the man
men at arms
men wander around through the green trees
i’m hatching a scheme
cooking up a little dreamy dream
one fell foul swoop
magic and revenge
then i feel a pain
a sharp pain in my chest
oh no
crow is looking at me all wrong
i see her cawing but i hear nothing
its funny i thought that arrow would have hurt me more
crow is up and fluttering about
another arrow flies through the tree
and another
and another
they go by so slow
slowly floating by
fly away now you stupid crow
quickly now
i see another arrow travelling real slow
i see its fletching
the black feathers guiding it home
the thought occurs to me
they have used a crows feathers
and it makes me sad
as i sit up in my branch
watching arrows go by silently
an arrow protruding from my chest
a miracle
it causes me no pain anymore
crow flapping about like a fool
a very disobedient bird
i tell her to go go go away
im feeling very faint and tired now
fly away old girl i say or seem to think i say
and an arrow hits her
and she tumbles out of the tree
i let go and i fall
fall fall falling fell
i see myself crash
a dirty old heap
the soldiers poke at me and move on
i suppose i’m dead
where is crow i think
silly crow she never listened
i hear my name
i turn around
fast the magician…..?
a black woman
a beautiful black woman
fast….is that you? she asks
and who might you be ? i ask not even surprised
easy ! she says
easy? i says
easy…….i am crow….
seems so….shall we go?
yeah…..lets blow!


22 Responses to “fast and easy : slow and hard”

  1. avatar
    matt davison | 11 February 2008 at 7:49 am #

    And Then I see… I speak of all others, why must I fly to those heavenly oceans alone.

    Where must an old feathered fiend take shelter when the rains come.

    Over this wonderous landscape I breathe the red blood of life under your wings..

    I walk where you have walked

    I cry where you have cried

    I pass from life where you will..

    I will stop and think of you before I move through the waves of cloud, carrying no burdon

    Like the trees,
    like the grasses at the kingdoms gate… I pass as we all will.

    made thatone up quickly.. I hope it fits


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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 7:57 am #

    so beautiful Steve!a truly magical tale and here’s to the new beginning in the old world as it always shall be…wow!:D xo

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    fantasticandy | 11 February 2008 at 8:25 am #

    you clever, clever sod!
    i wondered how you were going to close this tale…..
    most satisfying!

    a splendid week to you mr. kilbey!
    andy L.

  4. avatar
    lily was here | 11 February 2008 at 8:25 am #

    I was just about to say –

    ‘dont fall out of your tree!’..

    Sadly the fairytale ends for thee 🙁


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    melissa | 11 February 2008 at 8:38 am #

    Bravo 😀

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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 8:59 am #

    its easy to him.


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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 9:03 am #

    would it be considered decadent to have a full church soundtrack playing in the background AND the foreground of this epic adventure of magic and marvellous miracles ?!i do think it would be,but?…i say it should be done !-merlot the magician-of the best cellars.cheers sk.

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    princey | 11 February 2008 at 9:03 am #

    I’ll miss you guys.

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    Ethereal Butterfly | 11 February 2008 at 10:16 am #

    Twas such a lovely tale – thanx SK!

    Thanx also to Green Peace’s Sea Shepherd – ‘Steve Irwin’ for drawing world wide attention to Japan’s shameful act of whaling………… also to Aussies like Ben Potts for his heroic act & SK for; spreading the message of awareness of animal cruelty which is resulting in my family spreading the message since joining Animal Liberation Victoria due to reading this blog.

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    Hellbound Heart | 11 February 2008 at 10:35 am #

    oh that’s a bit of a bugger of an ending…nevertheless, still beautiful…matt davison,also a lovely piece of prose from you…
    love always…

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    melissa | 11 February 2008 at 10:58 am #

    oh, E-Butterfly’s comment reminded me that a friend emailed me a link last week to sign a petition to end whaling .. so I thought I’d post it here if anyone would like to contribute also (hope that’s ok :))

    “ is trying to get a million people to sign a petition to stop whaling.
    If you could tell as many people as you can about the website, that would be a great help.
    Thanks for your support and remember to sign the petition.”

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 12:31 pm #

    i would love to sign
    but watchout
    if it aint about kilby on his blogg
    he no noice

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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 1:01 pm #

    hmmm….these little poems have no power on me. I find them rather tossed off. And very uninteresting. Where’s the Soul in crisis?? flitting about the paper-mache flowers and gnomes?? Have you lost your true edge? What happened to the compassionate visions? Each to their own , right? I don’t think it includes me anymore, I’m pretty sure of that. Please don’t anyone respond to my comment. It is only to be read and guessed at…not attacked and pilfered and exiled for having my own take. I find the ego reactions ridiculous, along with the sugary praise…Jude the Despised ~*~

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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 1:21 pm #

    shhhhh…and just listen .x

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 2:38 pm #

    If DMT leads to half-baked fantasy literature, it sure is dangerous.

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 2:52 pm #

    damned disobedient bird! ;Dxo

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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 3:07 pm #

    “upon the blasted heath to meet with the killa”
    Kilbey you a healer
    You a truthsayer soothsayer
    and ya write space rock to boot

    cheers from Germany
    Hansi from the Rhine

  18. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 11 February 2008 at 3:51 pm #

    No more whaling, gorilla poaching for bush-meat, slaughterhouses, hunting, trapping, fishing, vivisection and rodeos. They all are rooted in violence and irreverence for life. Humanity must have reverence for all God’s creatures great and small including crows.

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    Anonymous | 11 February 2008 at 4:13 pm #

    i like it brien.

  20. avatar
    Cee | 11 February 2008 at 5:14 pm #

    crow disobeyed so she could stay with you…everyone loves a rebel.

  21. avatar
    Bionaut | 11 February 2008 at 7:54 pm #

    You forgot to add:
    “And that, my fiends, is the Heyday story.”

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    the joker | 12 February 2008 at 3:12 am #

    Q]What do you do if a bird craps on the roof of your car? A]Never take her out again! hahaha! ‘) beautiful blogge SK! peace love and mungbeanz .

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