poetry
“Such poetry, prose, delicate tender thanks Andia for helping us heal, hearing these words, seeing this thing you’re sharing, has brought to our attention, our eternal dimension. Thank you, gratitude.”
—Lucidah Anderson, Brisbane
“Such poetry, prose, delicate tender thanks Andia for helping us heal, hearing these words, seeing this thing you’re sharing, has brought to our attention, our eternal dimension. Thank you, gratitude.”
—Lucidah Anderson, Brisbane
Seek out her centre
Her pulsing veins
Sand patterns created by waves
Textured bark, carved with her name
Living love letters written in the clouds
A symphony of pure beauty in bird sounds
Mother Nature awaits you with open arms
Surrender body and soul to her many charms.
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Our collective feet are being held to the fire
When they go low, we must rise higher
Like the Phoenix from the flames
Releasing fear and pain
The fire is intense but will bring positive change
Remember restoring love is the reason you came
Have faith, laugh, love, breathe
Take care of yourself, your loved ones and believe.
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Days of rain unrelenting
Rivers bursting, branches bending
Mirrored puddles, mudded earth
Mosquitoes endlessly giving birth
A new day begins
The air pulls the water tight,
forming a skin
Wrapping around the river and
mountains, mysterious, luminescent, enshrouding.
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Nature, human and non-human, is characterised by patterns and interconnectedness.
Some are awe inspiring, others more nefarious.
These pattens create the patchwork that shapes the tapestry of life.
Those who want us to stay cold and divided brutally hack into this blanket with a knife.
Severing sense making and meaning. Cutting it to shreds until the original patchwork is imperceivable.
Every now and then they throw us tiny scraps.
Cleverly buried under the brightly coloured buttons, designed to distract.
It’s vital to save those discarded rags from the cutting room floor.
They hold the common thread that will unravel the lies, sew the fabric of society back together and restore
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The ebb and flow
Goes out and in
Leaving its mark on sandy skin
Golden arteries weave in water
The life blood of the shore
Swirling, surging then retreating
The pulse of the ocean is always beating
Leaving its mark before receding
Reinventing, recycling, rebirthing
We can learn so much from Mother Earth.
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It’s time to mend our bridges
Bridge the gaps
Cultivate compassion and curiosity
Dispense with slander and senseless attacks.
Let’s offer forgiveness and practice love
Rise above our ego
Raise each other up
Let’s listen with an open heart and mind
Let’s rebuild trust.
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Let’s dare to dream of a future founded on common unity.
Grounded in nature, connection and opportunity
A world where unlimited creativity is encouraged.
Where food is homegrown, organic and nourishing
A place where nature and nurture are at the root of all medicine.
Where children’s education ignites their imagination
Where we can cultivate stillness and peace through daily meditation
Imagine and dream it into being.
Remember that you have the power if you believe.
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Misinformed, manipulated and misrepresented by mainstream media
Maligned and marginalised by governments as extremist, right wing fascists for being pro-choice, pro-alternative voice.
Muzzled by masks and social media. Manhandled by police.
Made redundant and restricted in where we shop and eat.
Made into scapegoats, sidelined and segregated, as the wrong object of public hatred.
Moved by the unity and bravery of a loud and persistent minority who despite being denied a seat at the table unwaveringly question authority.
Mindful and grateful that the darkness is being exposed and those in power will be deposed.
That the mundane, meaningless grab for more and the overt agenda on tell ‘a’ vision, is being replaced by a deep connection with community, nature and spiritualism.
Marked by the flame of freedom that burns bright in our hearts and souls and how they are helping re-mind us what really matters in their push for control.
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Rain, relentless, unremitting
Roaring into every space, displacing, unforgiving
Rioting and rampaging through the night
Creating new paths, refusing to be quiet
A torrent of tears, of rage and grief
For a planet and people neglected and mistreated
When the rising tide recedes, we must prepare for the removal of more insidious weeds.
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Shed your skin, your judgment, your need to know
Strip back the layers until you reach bare bone
Remember your true essence, the love within, connecting us all through time immemorial as kin
Come out of hiding and seek your own truth
That place of pure consciousness, beyond the chaos and imprisoning beliefs
It’s time to get raw, to get real
To be vulnerable, to express and heal
To realise that while our time on earth is fleeting
Our ability to connect with pure consciousness means we will forever be.
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Dust off your rose-coloured lenses
So you can revel in nature’s splendour
Budding, blooming, and bursting with love
Constantly reminding you that you have enough.
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Be human
Be kind
Be both
Let’s tear down walls
Let’s stop throwing stones
Save them to pave the uncharted road
Let’s stand together and face the unknown
What will kill us is not the virus or the vaccine
It’s the suspicion and judgements that come in between
Creating billions of walking wounded, unheard and unseen
Let’s open our hearts and turn off our screens
United we stand
Divided we fall.
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When did we become so afraid of death that we stopped living?
How did we so easily surrender the right to make our own decisions?
Dictated to by talking heads on our televisions
Blind to how their agenda engenders otherness and division
How quickly were connection, compassion and forgiving replaced by panic buying, fear and derision?
When did we agree it’s ok to ban singing, dancing, natural medicine and spiritualism?
Why can’t we be with the sick and the dying? Why is the sharing of all information denied? Why are these masks that hide our expression, an important part of non-verbal connection, also muzzling free debate and encouraging repression?
Are we willing to sacrifice quality over quantity? Enforced compliance over sovereignty?
When did we forget that not everyone is safe at home? Some have no shelter, are abused or alone.
What other privileges can be denied?
How much are we willing to sacrifice to merely survive?
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Mother Nature’s tears are storming our streets
After years of abuse, neglect and defeat
Listen to the drumming of her grieving heart
As greedy men plunder her, ravage her and tear her apart
Don’t be complicit to the violence
Call out the bullying, break the silence.
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From fecundity to fragility
From embryo to empty nesters
From full to the brim to merely shell and skin
From finding your tribe to struggling to survive
We are all peas in a pod, spirit in a body
Until one day we are not.
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Stealthy assassins, aerial artists
Sending their prey into eternal darkness
Invisible silken coffins suspended in mid-air
Spell a sticky end for the unaware.
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Criss cross, we intersect
We are one with nature
But then forget
Tangled in tawdry
Blindsided by ordinary
We forget ourselves
We forget the world
Mother Nature never forgets
Each day she sends us living love letters
Open your eyes, come back to your senses
And you too can remember.
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Release, stretch out, unfurl
Claim your space in this world.
Resist restriction by embracing expansion.
Express your truth and take a stand.
Inhabit the present, learn from your past.
Imagine a future you’d love—hold it close, hold fast.
Remember how full your glass is
Even when you feel parched and dry lipped =
Breathe through your blocks, mental and physical
Commune with your inner guides, get spiritual.
Slow down, feel your feet on the ground, immerse in nature
Trust that once the darkness lifts a bright new day awaits you.
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The Mud Monster is on the attack
Oozing chaos, deleting tracks
Smothering and suffocating the earth Bloating her body like a water-logged corpse.
Clogging her veins, cracking her oxygen-deprived skin
All signs of life swallowed by the muddy mouth with the toothless grin.
The foreboding silence
Only punctuated by bloodsuckers
foretelling more acts of violence.
The crawling, clawing smell of death
Hangs on the menacing monster's putrid breath.
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Struggling to strike the right balance between blissful ignorance and knowledge that is power but not necessarily empowering
Between staying informed but not alarmed, trying to soothe my inner child who is contracted and cowering
Remembering to breathe, keeping the faith, truth will out, maintaining belief
Followed by flashes of rage, betrayal and grief
Disheartened by division, mistrust and disunity, not only from the powers that were, but within likeminded community
Crippled by guilt for not doing more
Not feeling battle ready to join the war
Wishing I knew how and when this story ends
Knowing that when it does there will be many battle wounds to tend.
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Roasted, charred trees
Ravaged by fire and disease
Their leafy crowns surrendered
To fiercely burning embers
Their stark ghostly frames
A permanent reminder of the flames
Beautiful skeletal forms
Offer habitat for many living souls.
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