posted on March 17, 2012 at 4:01 pm

light in light

i invoke the patience of a mountain

i swim in green green still warm water

the gentle rain and a golden curled child by my side

the flowers are brightly smeared onto watercolour viridian

my head whispers songs from long ago

under the water where everything is quiet and liquid

like childhood before anxiety sets in

like a warm room on a cold day

the sea has no colour it just mimics the sky

the sky has no colour it is an illusion of space

space has no colour it is an illusion of god

god has no colour it is an illusion of man

so anyway

today the sea appears to be grey so grey and so far away

today yesterdays fall through my ceilings

good yesterday bad yesterday

mostly ok yesterday

gentle autumn lonely graceful

the child looks to me for guidance

we chat and natter as we wind our way through the wet streets

the lawns are all iridescent now

the trees drunk on rain

lovely n lovelier


37 Responses to “moonray”

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 17 March 2012 at 4:40 pm #

    Oh my dear friend this really has been so bad. Our sweet princess, the light, the one who is responsible for
    illuminating the other half of the world as ur daugters do their work….on the other side…

    Iv been ill and confined to bed mostly and our angel was running and jumping into the grand room of our home and slipped- head first into a nice solid indoor/outdoor slide. She really cut her eye open good and my sweet Laura rushed Kristina thru the hospital and in2 the ‘ stitches room ‘ by herself and our darling angel was was threaded together with 4 stitches. She was a real trooper and tears were few and far between fro what Laura told me. I couldn’t be there because I cannot drive vehicle in my condition and with the severe insomnia and prescriptions, I have to ensure the safety of myselfx family and strangers. I would hate to have caused SK accident because of medication side effects.
    Well, our Avatar is home and she ie sleeping. What a trying day for everyone involved, NOW – just need to get some sleep so I, personally can begin to feel the spark that must evolve and truly begin to heal.


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      Boriah | 18 March 2012 at 6:08 am #

      I have a scar (3 stitches) on my forehead. I fell off some stairs when I was 3 years old. I feel proud of my scar.
      Recover soon!
      Stay hungry.

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        thetimebeing | 18 March 2012 at 7:13 am #

        i have a scar on my forehead where i walk into a door 3 years old

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          Boriah | 18 March 2012 at 7:53 am #

          The land = the sea
          And scars = personality…

          Some scars are cool Steve!

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          BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 18 March 2012 at 8:07 am #

          But she just turned 4 couple weeks ago and she is incredibly beautiful and now she, well, we all are worrired what type of scar this may result in. My family sure has took a spin at visiting hospitals what w stress filled week in medicine……… lately….
          Thanks for the thoughts….K loves TTB. She has it bookmarked as one of her favorites….along with Clifford- The Big Red Dog.


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    colette | 17 March 2012 at 4:59 pm #

    Very atmospheric. Yes it is a misty kind of day in that northern summer sort of way evoking nostalgia, provoking poetry and hydrating tomorrow.

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    Stewart | 17 March 2012 at 5:44 pm #

    Truly lovely.

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    IncorrectPolitically@$$$.greed | 17 March 2012 at 9:36 pm #

    I tried to provide the warning
    but everyone keept ignoring me.
    I tought I told my story loud and clear
    and no one appears to have been listening
    To you, I called out so clearly
    but nobody arrived , even want to hear from me.
    All was said very loud and clear-
    But have you been paying any attention? Has anyone?.
    Have you noticed that nobody has been listening.
    I’m far to the left.
    Some say I stand on the right
    But this I will tell you
    With me you will never find yourself

    {} !¡! @ ¦] }

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    DavidP | 17 March 2012 at 10:06 pm #

    at the end of the day its already yesterday
    tomorrow tomorrow and tomorrow
    time heals all sorrow
    love is blind, a lier, lovelier
    is all that we see or seem
    but a dream within a moondoggie-age daydream
    truth an inspiration
    a clear mind in meditation
    this life crusade
    what have we made
    to last beyond the grave

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    hellbound heart | 17 March 2012 at 11:10 pm #

    your poetry embraced me today……
    thank you

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    bigbopper | 18 March 2012 at 12:33 am #

    Very nice steve, sort of reads like a bible psalm. Thank you for sharing with us daily.

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    evilren | 18 March 2012 at 2:15 am #

    This really paints a picture.

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    Jaime R... | 18 March 2012 at 2:31 am #

    So refreshing.. And to think.. I remembered as a child watching the moonlight on the water.. I always wondered what it would be like underneath.. Now as an adult, that’s exactly where ur music takes me to.. The underwater moonlight.. Sounds about right.. Thank you..

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    caitbrid | 18 March 2012 at 2:56 am #

    I haven’t been here for a while. I have missed you and everyone on here. Beautiful post–thank you. I read the last one about Earthed. I got Earthed and The Slow Crack for Xmas. I just listened to you reading poems on Earthed. I know for sure I fell in love with your voice before I ever saw you!! As always, you’ve connected me to something good today. I hope you are well. Lá fheile Phádraig–Happy St. Paddy’s Day!

    Kathleen in Philly

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    david | 18 March 2012 at 3:35 am #

    … will be ……like he said …we all shine on sk will be heard, on and on..prolific , mangy,…greay with shades of everything…

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    david | 18 March 2012 at 3:55 am #

    heres a great reveiw i found on youtube…..”good to burn one 2 a lot of church songs are good 4 that” …truth is truth

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    . | 18 March 2012 at 3:59 am #

    beneath the mountain is a hidden world,
    full of laboratories and bunkers for war
    with dark caverns that lead to underground shores
    unlike those beautiful places from the hollow earth
    and they used to flow with healing waters, but no more
    as they’ve been contaminated by runoff from the ores
    and other metals used for making weapons and swords
    the proprietors of this place are rotten to the core
    and eliminated the atlantians and lizard people fourscore
    and ten thousand millenia ago when they sought to reform
    these lowly creatures who infiltrated and corrupted this orb
    but some of the survivors escaped without injury or hurt
    and built upon the surface a world just as beautiful, forged
    in the brightest visions of beauty and majesty, unearthed
    for the sky gods to marvel upon and ultimately explore

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    danny | 18 March 2012 at 4:11 am #

    Green grow the rushes
    Silence in the open fields
    Night comes yawning in
    Dancing on little feet
    In this blackness
    This sea of darkened corners
    Light is a rare commodity
    Signaling rays only when the time is ideal
    When dawn lifts its tired head
    When dusk puts away her books

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    Boriah | 18 March 2012 at 6:04 am #

    Moonchild, hear the mandrake scream.
    Moonchild, open the seventh seal.

    Off to a portuguese restaurant to eat delicious codfish + eggs, plus white wine.

    It´s Saturdaý night, hunting time…

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      thetimebeing | 18 March 2012 at 7:14 am #

      lets hope nothing is hunting you !

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        Boriah | 18 March 2012 at 7:57 am #

        No worries, I have the moon on my side bro. Wish you were here, Madrid looks terrific by night. Urban werewolves!
        Stay strong!
        22:55, time to go!

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    ChknAsOutlaws"!" +* | 18 March 2012 at 6:41 am #

    You look a wee bit tired in Ye olde photo. Are you having some difficulties adjusting/sleep in the new house mate ??? . Yep all those noises at 3am that you were able to identify easily are replaced with a chill, almost creepiness, in new surroundings. Your still breaking in the place and its returning the favor and than some.
    Have you been able to write and rough draft any music from inside the new place??? If so, maybe use us as loving critics to get a feel for the new work, where its at …..any new song ideas??? I love when you used to sing or make a video……a joke possibly, to change up FROM the ‘picture’ for the daily bloggggeeeeee. Reinventing yourself always, a true SK gift…


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    danny | 18 March 2012 at 8:12 am #

    A Celtic wind haunts my wounded soul
    If I die in the awkward arms of a peasant
    Will all the streets of LA turn to Autumn gold
    I relish the curved nature of shedding birch trees
    The irregular pulse of a mulberry sunset
    The intricate breeze of an abandoned hotel room
    There are footfalls all around this city
    There are hidden wolves in office cubicles
    There are blood stained eyes among us
    Lost children throwing stones in the dark

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    Once | 18 March 2012 at 9:46 am #

    Love love LOVE that, SK!!

    Yesterday’s dreams climb onto my shoulders
    And I crawl toward you, painted and strange
    If only there was a way to be clean of the memory
    But the memory fuels the soul

    Paradox –

    I fear death, but all life goes towards it
    And to fear death is to love the self
    But to the love the self is also to love life
    And all life goes towards it.

    The hand of God shall hold me always.
    In life
    In death

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    Anonymous | 18 March 2012 at 10:02 am #

    I reckon its time to tell us all about the ghosts in your old studio…

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    narelle parsons | 18 March 2012 at 11:32 am #

    beautiful prose Steve…added a whole lot of colour on what could be described as a ‘grey day’
    what philosophers call qualia
    and then theres the physical illusion…given that we replace all the atoms in our body several times over in one ‘lifetime’
    what about renaming planet earth Illusion

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    Cocoamo | 18 March 2012 at 12:40 pm #

    These are magical words – spellbinding. Now, could you put this to music, please? Lovely and lovelier indeed.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

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    Anonymous | 18 March 2012 at 1:16 pm #

    and a new mountain falls from the skies to settle into a distant mist of shimmering rain as a child looks up to says “ooooh!” before asking why; then turns and asks (another) without any answer to the last: “can we splash too?” (children ask very good questions, as questions go)… and then in the exact same time an answer begins, another drop falls… and is wiped from her chin. — all this before they start back to walking again.

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    omingomak | 18 March 2012 at 5:48 pm #

    from the shallow end…
    man I love gettin a nice glow goin and readin some Kilbey…
    you know…just sayin 😉

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    eekie | 19 March 2012 at 3:26 am #


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    davem | 19 March 2012 at 5:12 am #

    “gentle autumn lonely graceful
    the child looks to me for guidance
    we chat and natter as we wind our way through the wet streets
    the lawns are all iridescent now
    the trees drunk on rain”

    Classic SK. It’s what makes you such a wonderful and unique artist. Never stop.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 19 March 2012 at 7:25 am #

    By my estimation, and it sounds so insane that its actually true. I have not slept longer than a possible of 1-3 hours since Monday, the 12th. The pain has subsided but than the dramatically increased level of stress associated with K injuring her eye and the hospital stay.
    I contacted my therapist and discontinued my medications for the monent. I have begun hallucinating ease on sleep deprivation. Iv counted 4 specific events over the past 4 hours. I will not drive or do anything to jeopardize myself or anyone else. This is insomnia at its most rarest form, entering the land of the unaware. Iv never experienced anything like this before and it must end asap. I really don’t feel well.


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      narelle parsons | 19 March 2012 at 9:58 pm #

      sorry to hear you are still feling so unwell Darrin…the medications will be hard to stop but hopefully the procedure has helped and you will be pleasantly surprised…for a change
      and then…just maybe smaller doses will at least help you get some much needed rest

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 21 March 2012 at 3:23 pm #

        Thanks Narelle-
        Unfortunately both my pain specialist and myself have come to the conclusion that the injections contain no efficacy and he will no longer administer them to me. It is a proven fact about medicine that, it may help some people. All different ailments with procedures and pharmaceuticals , are out there. Sadly, there are the very low percentage that medicine in its many forms , just will not help at all. I am one of those people, and I can only hope that I did not pass this trait along to my chidren.
        Thanks for your kind words, right now I am enduring the worse stomach/ plumbing disruption known to man outside of junk sickness or complete withdrawls.
        It has about another couple days to run its course. It does not matter the food, medicine, or lifestyle. This just has to run its course by time and time alone. I am hoping to feel better by this upcoming weekend. It will be my son Alex’ s 21st B-day on Monday the 26th. And my wife and I have some fun stuff planned for him. It all rides on the fact, will my health he better or at least well enough to enjoy this special moment in a young man’s life….21 !!!!!

        Thanx again,
        Darrin JK

  27. avatar
    Back Pain Relief | 24 March 2012 at 4:52 pm #

    Its pretty cool what blogging can perform. Connect you with all others.
    My blog is on Back Pain Relief.

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