Big Triku ‘The River’

Gradual hidden

mass scouring rocks – strong sunlight

flashing over black.

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The world gently bends around

the silent water, my energy

draining down to the darkness.

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Delicate branching

fractals crossing land, pouring

softly to the sea.

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Note: this poem is a spin off concept from the poem ‘Swept Away’ (Menu, 2018, Poems, Swept Away)

Big Triku ‘Dreamscapism’

In the heavy dark,

fractals flux and scintillate,

vibrating colours.

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Time disperses, light floods in,

lands drift past, voices resonate, and

warmth cascades and fills all space.

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I float, gently on.

Blackness crumbles in the past,

enveloped in ice.