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.....back in 2001,I sent this one to the Newcastle Poetry Prize
Competition.....that's Newcastle NSW Australia.
They sent it straight back.


Infralapsarianism.
[a flashy white wing pattern is revealed only when the birds take flight...]

infra
lapsarianism
an ism' by any other name

supra?
a vacuous dreamland?
castles of sand?
or a hidden reality?
a meaning of life and death?
or a mere stretch of the imagination?

imagine.......

.....the answer lies waiting
inside each single grain of sand
upon an isolated windswept beach
where lost souls walk
in search of their holy grail

shout at the deaf
hold a mirror to the blind

leave the sandpipers to
fill
in the vacant holes,
birds of ruffled feathers
stick together
rejoicing in the joys
of not knowing


for blissful ignorance
is a religion within itself

or is it evolving?
brain twisting
mind bending gymnastics,
a lesson in clever-dick-thinking
for the esoteric elite

and all the time
the answer lies
in the beginning and ending
of every footstep.



dR