My tea river.

My tea river

Space
giant blue
shroved in poachers
web
osiris eye
sun dial
sparkles on the river
drawn to the gold
the flow
pure colour
umbrella shield
sand lostened to rock
above the forces
or remarkable stories


The might of full flood
rapids wide
the ghost calls
through the cold fall
the net is thrown
into the rush
if i miss i die
the rocks slippery
with slime
take my life
into your hands
old cable
old rope
across the rapids
the island
jet setting
an ant
crawling over
a bridge
made from a single strand
of hair attached
to the bath tub
the taps are on, full
turbalance, sound waves
seek the dish
round and round
prayers wheels spin
as again and again
fishermen fish


Back to the green, the food is clean white bowls, the village in trees,
sounds of chit, chatter misty forest

The snow, window out, peeling orange wood, the quest, chow down,
on the blanket of ice, nose on glass, looking


The sky is crystal,
clearly a good time,
to leave


Dusky room, knitted woolen socks,
dont be scared of the blanket,
brave father,
will keep you safe
he is courage and skill
school run
ice tears tribe

The crackle of snow,
spring melt is worry
the sun shines strong
speeding, trail with stick
tapping ice
can it take, can it take,
tap, tap,
follow the pole,
the grape
Avalanche
up above the snow
vines will find the way
to grow


Canyon shadowed
from the unusual
spring sunshine
currents melting ice
a beautyflee deadly pool
around the edge
rocks scrape smash drop
thread bare
hairy
bump bump
slowly does it
slowly slowly
iron pegs for gloves
to grip
rip more rocks slide
dropping into the ice cold pool
below
crunch
back to the snow
no delay
the water runs fast
night is heard
blessed be
for the nearby cave
fire twizels sticks
asleep
as spirits fly

Sliding fun
smallest will feel cold
chadar
the melting ice river

Frozen face skin wash
scarfs up
river all youve left
is a tiny shelf
just enough
thin
will it take our weight
The ice cracks
one at a time
Brave it on your own
Cracks
Crunch
Snap
The ice is breaking
If the shelf falls, there is no coming back
Frost

Thankfully we are through
Journeys end,
Himalayan school
First day
Just time
for a goodbye
lotus flowers in floated flight
The return journey
The journey we all take
home
must be made alone.


Here come the guards,
chain sawing breaks
foot steps
to slosh
then bump
up comes the ice
to be pinched
with pincers
and plucked
out of the river
with warning
and dynamite


Today! Today!
my house is to be swept away
Minutes! Minutes!
We only have a few to save my home.
Help.
Join in shadows
dont just lie there
baking on the earth
lend a hand
thats it shadow people power
togethor we can
save my house
from the rivers
biting teeth


Sea of purple amber blue
precious white eggs
left to hatch in the golden sand
back in the village
we are safe from the wild
dolphin sea fire
release day!
click
into the treacle
rains of june
the river rises water foals
forest flooded green hemisphere
huts on stilts
welcome turtle spear
now we hunt
in search of food
paddling beneath the vine
hard hunting turtles
spear
we got one!
no one goes hungry
today
thank you little turtles
jumping out the tree

splosh
the circle
ripples wave