posted on November 26, 2006 at 7:53 pm

a new week
an open book
we move into summer
north moves into winter
oh roll out those hazy crazy lazy days of summer
and let the good times roll too….
hot tropical nights w/ rain beating down
romance
celebration
beautiful music swelling up
the memories all crowd in
parties break out up n down the streets
in bedrooms lovers merge
champagne mixing with the deluge
tropical fish tank throws green light
flesh flows n dips
new life begins
black cat in darkness
witches familiar
gentle knock knock knock at door
you stand there unchanged
broad palm leaves collect water
clouds hurry on by
wine and roses
bamboo n chinese shrubs
sleek cars pull away
the mysteries enfold each other
god
angel
woman
child
nothing
everything reduced
everything must go
the storm renders all black n green
the outside is a blur
vaguely hear voices
someone somewhere laughing
someone else singing
the night stretches on for miles
it squeezes the city
it squats down over the coast
and envelopes the houses
it fools around with golf courses n playgrounds
it slides under the doors
it drips outside the windows
nightflowers bloom
nightfriends arrive
all around us the arms of the night
rain increasing steadily
thunder a deep rumble out to sea
give in
give up
give way to it
succumb
go under
lose yourself
loose yourself
let the thoughts
roll to the back of your mind
rest
let it all go
sleep

34 Responses to “unexpected journey”

  1. avatar
    arms of the night | 26 November 2006 at 8:33 pm #

    Beautiful imagery Kilbey! Hope you bring some Kilbey merch with ya when you make it to Bris! XX

  2. avatar
    Samosanx | 26 November 2006 at 8:38 pm #

    5am; no nearly six. In tropical heated darkness Darwin.
    I’d love to read your description of darwin…i can’t do it, I’m too pissed off with it.

    let it all go yeah; but sleep? I bet you are actually swimming across the deep grey green…..hmmm..this one makes me think of the south coast, the ‘gong, coalcliff, all those seaside towns hangin at the edge of the ocean, waiting to slip away or be built over.

    oh yeah! met a guy at the pool yesterday who has been banned from every public swimmming pool in darwin for swimming under water!

    I had gotten in there all angsty and listened to this guy deep-breathing like a whale and all his accoutrements and tried to detach like Our Good SK Sage lesson but couldn’t and went for an underwater swim and it worked.

    it worked, and the guy told me all about the underwater hold-your-breathe swimmers and some of them are 60-70 yr old women in japan.

    i mention it because the swimming blog was so potent. it will last.

    tra. have a nice sleep/week

  3. avatar
    Krissythegroupie | 26 November 2006 at 8:48 pm #

    I wish it was still summer here..it sounds so niiiiiice!

  4. avatar
    flowerpower | 26 November 2006 at 8:49 pm #

    Melting ice creams on old cracked vinyl..the sound of droing cricket commentators floating out houses on a Saturday afternoon, the rich smell of eucalytus oil, look up and hit with the sense that this place is fuckin ancient and totally unknowable and just foreign to my Anglo genes.

  5. avatar
    mike a | 26 November 2006 at 9:18 pm #

    Oh summer sounds so inviting, too bad its getting cold here!!

  6. avatar
    mattdavison | 26 November 2006 at 9:52 pm #

    summer is a bit slow to start up over here in NZ but it will come I am sure..just thought I would tell all nevets u2 space rocked on Saturday, simply brilliant = ing (nearly) my recent Crunch experience. It’s funny but similarities between our fav group and bono’s crew don’t stop at just that. The boy’s have that longevity based on a shared mateship and musical unity like the Cherrtch and it shows… in front of 50 thou, moments of space rock shimmer through the southern winds and milky way. Bonos voice just gets better, so does our muse Killa Killbee.

    not a suprise I wouldn’t think.

    Matt

  7. avatar
    verdelay | 26 November 2006 at 10:09 pm #

    Sometimes

    I wish I was back in Isolde’s town
    Underneath the deluge
    Fat insects humming
    Frangipani
    Verandahs
    Warm nights

    Instead of where I am now
    In England

    Dark
    Wet
    and
    Cold

    Sometimes

  8. avatar
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  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 November 2006 at 10:41 pm #

    Strange to be on the other side of the earth…said Hoodwinked. And then he gathered his cloak and lit his pipe…and coughed…Steve, I have a message for you, it reads:just let it all go.Idius repeteus…

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 November 2006 at 10:46 pm #

    There’s a calming quality within today’s poetry – beauty and serene.
    Thank you.
    d.

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 26 November 2006 at 10:47 pm #

    I was in New Z a few years back warm long nights watching a sunset that took hours to go down. Somewhere near Auckland. The only place I have ever been that just really felt utopic to me. Aussy too hot and dry!

    J.r North Carolina

  12. avatar
    fledgling | 26 November 2006 at 10:54 pm #

    good poetry awakens the sensuality of the soul
    thank you

  13. avatar
    Daberhasher | 26 November 2006 at 11:06 pm #

    let it go, like Alan Wattshisname…

    glorious but fleeting warm weather
    here in Maine…
    one more chance to batten down
    before winter blasts in…
    all ready?
    i don’t know, i let it go…
    went for a bike ride with my boy…….

    i thought i saw you, sitting on a mushroom smoking a hookah, reveling in the simple joys of remembering your own child-life, and the happy summer days… thanks Alice…

    aloha,
    sleepee

  14. avatar
    veleska1970 | 26 November 2006 at 11:10 pm #

    mmmmmmm. warm summer rain. and how beautifully you described it. i can close my eyes now and picture everything~~the puddles, gentle drizzle, muffled thunder coming from miles away, the tip-tap of rain on window glass….

    thanks for today’s poetry. lotza love….

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 12:08 am #

    That’s what I like about living in Florida- late fall and early spring are beautiful-temps so moderate, humidity gone. And a thunderstorm at night makes things even that much better…

    ed in fl

  16. avatar
    leelinau | 27 November 2006 at 12:45 am #

    That’s what its all about ^_^

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 1:17 am #

    Only just read the last three posts Steve and loved them all. Your writing is really striking a chord within me. Thank you

    Can’t begin to tell you how much I am looking forward to Sandalford – couldnae give two hoots about the pretensions, but hangin to see youse!

    Blogge Onne
    Celticat

  18. avatar
    limebeaver | 27 November 2006 at 1:28 am #

    what do you think of Black Cab Steve?

  19. avatar
    Andromeda7 | 27 November 2006 at 1:43 am #

    MMMMM sweet poetic rush, made my tough mid-morning, brought rain to the eyes. Thanks
    xxxJ

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 2:14 am #

    Dear anonymous, who called his lordship el blogger “babe” and said he was “just so close” – seems to me imperfection is part of the state of humanity… This blogge for me is everything it could or should be… Far more than I had hoped for… Its stream of consciousness, now reaching a marvellous, exhilarating letting go, is all existence of a daring and gifted writer communicating his daily world in generosity and experimentation, and for me precious in whatever slips and warts and blips and fillups and peculiarities and gorgeousnesses it possesses… it’s a blogge, not a novel… but i can see you have appreciated it very deeply too… good on you for that… And are happy to pay… I thank you for that too. Salaam

  21. avatar
    JJ | 27 November 2006 at 3:34 am #

    I love storms, the thunder, the electric light show, the sound of rain falling, leaves bending under the weight. The mother of the storm has to roam the sky…… winter coming on here, but I love that too. Falling snow is a beautiful thing, crackling warmth of fire glowing – I dunno, it has a primitive appeal all it’s own. Like that Neil Young song about the spawning fish, you can hear a crackling fire in the background that got recorded along with that plaintive voice of his……”Will to Love” I think.

    Enjoyed the storm imagery from coastal Oz. I can see it in my mind’s eye, everything fresh and green when the light returns.

    JJ

  22. avatar
    Tony Pucci | 27 November 2006 at 3:56 am #

    sk (and to verdelay too)
    i hardly know what a hot rain feels like
    although i can smell the ozone
    and freshly damp street sand
    collected in the gutters
    awakening to its own
    unique
    smell
    give me tonight
    cold november
    where’s the snow?
    and the rain beats down
    unwelcoming and abrasive
    yet life affirming
    if you are wise enough
    to run home
    and stay warm
    never have walls and a
    “honey, are you home?”
    felt so comforting

  23. avatar
    fergal | 27 November 2006 at 4:05 am #

    dreamy humidity
    ~

  24. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 6:35 am #

    I wish I was on that unexpected journey sk, just beautiful.

    I’m so excited, I just picked up my sk vs mwp tix and apparently it’s almost sold out! IT’s gonna be packed, hot and sweaty, I cant wait.

    Take care and love always,
    Amanda

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 11:07 am #

    aj si ju di stefan at di gik
    aj vajt ant aj vajt
    butt stil no van hiz arsk mi for gik
    in dis hot hel for di sandri hams
    aj go der
    smel veri veri bat off di bir
    ant meni meni fit viff finkhers off di futs open
    smel veri veri bat
    meni gentliments ol manis giff mashin poker
    ant on di cart
    aj giff manis
    ol manis
    dis gentliments viff manis
    pulajt blok
    hiss put pants on maj hens
    ‘SOD’ off blu kolar
    aj volk ap
    hart tu si ver maj futs stepink
    koz aj ver veri lonk mentil (skert)
    sterz veri smud
    cant si mens or di vumens
    rum ful off pis ant kfajet
    smel oli off di chorch
    ant dis boni maroni blok
    hiss plaj viff hiss gitar
    gut butt hiss
    botum ber
    nejkid futs mekink rum dum dum muzik
    aj engojs tu mach dis tapani muzika viff futs luss
    hiii hiii!
    aj si di marti!
    hiii!
    viff bik bjutifal mustash
    hi veri veri zekzi blok
    for ol taim aj zink for di marti
    aj hir nazink
    aj si di no van
    guz di marti! marti! marti!
    MMMAAAH!!!
    KIZ KIZ

    miz yen yuvil braun
    di mangrilpushju tu bamlik
    bikos ju don andrstap

    alaykum salam
    em push an ko

  26. avatar
    isolde | 27 November 2006 at 11:29 am #

    pretty frangipani in a
    darkened tropic glade
    how does god colour thee
    let me count the shade

    blush of cerise
    peach red on pink
    as dusk falls so
    the sun will sink

    perfume rising flame
    on yellow in the heat
    by any other name
    would smell as sweet

    bouquet of delight
    gold on white
    glowing delicate
    on a sweet summer night

  27. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 1:19 pm #

    and don’t forget the lush soundscapes a la gilt trip baybee.perfect summer’s night listening. thank you for that sk

  28. avatar
    CSTCoach | 27 November 2006 at 3:22 pm #

    sliding into winter here. bare skeletons of trees, diffused grey sky light, a general hunkering down, a withdrawal.

    package on the way this week, c/o KH corporate headquarters. some yoga stuff. watch for it… 🙂

    ryan

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 5:08 pm #

    Enjoy that summer Steve. Where I live, Portland Oregon. It’s snowing. As I am typing this, the snow is coming down. And you know its cold, but there is something relaxing about watching the snow fall down.

    Steve, anytime soon that The Church will put out a live cd or dvd? I own the Priest=Aura live video and as you know the picture quality is not that great. I know these kind of productions cost lots of money and maybe it would not be a good idea, but I figure that is does’nt hurt to ask.

    Take care.
    Some guy who lives in Portland Oregon.

  30. avatar
    John Garratt | 27 November 2006 at 7:06 pm #

    “rest
    let it all go
    sleep”

    If I’m caught sleeping here at work, I will use your blog as evidence that it wasn’t my fault.

    John

  31. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 7:08 pm #

    steve
    have you been dreaming
    kinkade cottages
    again?
    yeah
    me too
    at this rate
    that home
    you never know
    domnul tu dom
    mp

  32. avatar
    davem | 27 November 2006 at 7:27 pm #

    Lovely words SK. Thanks.
    I know you’re vegan, not veggie so I’m feeling guilty about the winter-repelling qualities from the smell of the macaroni cheese and garlic mushrooms I’ve just put in the oven. It suited the mood you’ve invoked though. Wet, windy and wintery here in blighty.
    Hope you can forgive me…I cannae shake off the dairy-produce….yet.
    Love you more,

    Dave M
    xx

  33. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 November 2006 at 8:52 pm #

    My veggie bacon is full of sodium! 220 mg for 2 slices, my conscience will be clear but my hypertension will sky rocket…dang!

    Not the Mod

  34. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 November 2006 at 2:29 pm #

    Late November and I’m walking round the north of England in a fucking t-shirt!
    Not even remotely cold.
    Fucking shite – where’s my bastard winter?!
    It should be freezing, with gales, rain and roiling grey-black clouds.
    But no – mild as fuck n pale blues skies!
    SHITE!


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