posted on December 16, 2006 at 9:32 pm

cascading shards of diamonds
living diamonds
the earth yields
sub-atomic bits n pieces
everything belongs to her
a process of subtraction
from the marble a noble face emerges
quick the clarion call beckons to us
bird-phantoms shriek in the ether
the raw of great jets
and their vapours devouring the sky
bang as we crash into the thin air
somewhere in peaceful fields
i wrest control from the darkening elliptic
you see i quote imaginary poets
i sing songs written in a spiritworld
everytime i take no for an answer
everytime i swim in the rain
the hypodermic rain
needling the waters-skin
examining the nets…are they strong enough?
can natalie hold her picture together with one finger?
im sad now the musics broken
what light can be shed by a simple guarantee?
how many guineas for a pig?
and the naturals live naturally in a natural paradise
and the elementals have shared their hiding places
and the trees used to whisper
before virginia
send those ships back stranger
many after you coming
no turning them
we who thought we were heroes
were the fools n villains
but not me not me not me
they all cry
so i run down to the sea again n again
drowning all those voices in waters arms
wash my cares away in marine warmth
bubbles n soft tiny jellyfish
the tiny particles n pebbles n bits of glass
dancing as the wave lifts them
underwater great rocks grind n move
sea salt weeds flounder current snagged
private avenues leading to plush vestibules
antechambers adorned with fresh red flowers
bacchus grapes columns domino lakeview
naked as the night now
intertwined like vines
we ripple thru purple darkness
i imagine it again
and once more
for safety

28 Responses to “semi-automatic blogge”

  1. avatar
    Samosanx | 16 December 2006 at 9:37 pm #

    skypilotand deepseadiver mmmm

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 16 December 2006 at 10:16 pm #

    You can hear it too.

  3. avatar
    verdelay | 16 December 2006 at 11:34 pm #

    the back
    spaces and deletes
    reveal the faultlines and the frac
    in your world
    but only you can see them
    they are the grain that gives
    the surface of your life
    its substance.

    to us
    out here
    your earth
    seems seamless
    and unearthly smooth.

    we cannot distinguish
    the art
    from the face.

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 16 December 2006 at 11:35 pm #

    semi-automatic blog LOL


  5. avatar
    isolde | 17 December 2006 at 12:08 am #

    beautiful one day, perfect the next

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 12:20 am #

    “we ripple thru purple darkness”

    makes me think of the gorgeous purple shirt you are wearing in the ripple video – which is only second to the UNBELIEVABLE white Fender VII the time being is wielding…

    wonderful blogge as always.


  7. avatar
    i am not, i am, i will not say | 17 December 2006 at 12:25 am #

    be the fool i am, i am not, will be…

    The fool is I is you,
    The fool speaks with out asking
    The fool masks without laughing
    The fool opens a mouth without
    Uttering a sentence

    Without dancing
    He, she, it glides
    Off the dance floor
    Until there is no
    More floor

    No more support
    Holding us up


    The fool has

    To feel

    What is real?

    What is matter?

    What matters

    Bad news?

    Good news?

    Old news?
    Ancient muse?

    It’s all tattered,

    Masked in a great
    Golden Copulation,

    Sacred saints
    Sin with
    The profane

    Another fool
    Asks for
    15 min

    A Fool
    Believes very much
    In what they are saying.

    Fools keep it
    All straight

    Knowing the right
    from right
    from the wrong from

    from day
    to day

    Another song,

    Written in


  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 12:53 am #

    Your blog is great for increasing the old vocabulary – thanks!

    ed in fl

  9. avatar
    CSTCoach | 17 December 2006 at 1:14 am #

    Nice. I love this sorta thing.

    “hypodermic rain” is a brilliant image. Had a tinge of jealousy the first time I heard it. One of those things I wished I’d come up with. That’s why your work is such an inspiration for my writing. And Saltwater is one of my favourites from that album.


  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 1:40 am #

    ditto ryan


    “send those ships back stranger” ….

    because i had this vision of the ships going back … stranger!

    Funny how the mind works! πŸ™‚

    Very evoking blogge sir k! took me right back to 1770 beach again, and i’ve only been there in dreams

  11. avatar
    nickfiction | 17 December 2006 at 2:52 am #


  12. avatar
    gareth,notts | 17 December 2006 at 3:42 am #

    where do you get it from???????????

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 4:08 am #

    everyday a new vista. thank you

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 5:30 am #

    Rubbish that one waz.

    Yech, I’m not buying it.

    It’s deeper when you describe the doodles tearing up some cafe.

  15. avatar
    captainmission | 17 December 2006 at 6:39 am #

    better and better, how wonderful to read something these days and feel like i’ve fed my mind – cheers steve.

  16. avatar
    fantasticandy | 17 December 2006 at 6:57 am #

    multi-faceted is an understatement.

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 8:17 am #

    What, you stepped on a piece of glass left there at the beach

  18. avatar
    kat | 17 December 2006 at 9:04 am #

    splendid! ;)=~~~~~~~~

  19. avatar
    dorcas | 17 December 2006 at 10:22 am #

    say what..?

  20. avatar
    don joe | 17 December 2006 at 11:12 am #

    That’s the shit Steve…makes it all worth while to feel the prescence of those words tickle my synapses and take thy away from nether world to ether world…naturally of course… Tomorrow I feel will be a superlative type of day. One for the ages. Postualte the same for you fiend…

    don joe

  21. avatar
    dinosaur swamp | 17 December 2006 at 1:04 pm #

    ta good

  22. avatar
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  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 1:56 pm #

    someone had too much vino πŸ™‚

  24. avatar
    JJ | 17 December 2006 at 3:00 pm #

    Those ships, with their galleons and guns, dancing across the water – what have they wrought? And destroyed?

    All of history turns on random events, it seems. And lives.
    One day, will silver seeds disperse even beyond to continue this transplantation….

  25. avatar
    ambnt1 | 17 December 2006 at 5:05 pm #


    Sounds like another cryptic song I wouldn’t understand completely but would really like. This one should have some musick attached.


    n.p. “Beyond Me” (ambient space compilation baybee)

  26. avatar
    ben | 17 December 2006 at 7:18 pm #

    scapegoat subjected to secret heavenly angelelic whispers, in which they remind you and bear no shame, in that they serve. hope is lost but retrieved, you know that which is lost an your wisdom carried you alone, and its trust that carries hope and allowing your spirit to hear is the path to freedom. no need to satisfy, im convinced

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 17 December 2006 at 11:28 pm #

    I whisper….oh,how beautiful!

  28. avatar
    veleska1970 | 18 December 2006 at 5:12 pm #

    this one seems so melancholy, yet so beautiful. no one can paint with words quite like you can, steve.

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