It was my 50,000th birthday yesterday so I have decided that I will share all my poetry from the last 24 hours. However, first I want to announce that I achieved a lifelong dream of Olympic Gold in the Nimbin Pool Olympics on the 27th of January 2020. I won’t be going to the Tokyo Olympic Games but I am seriously considering entering the 50m butterfly in the Pan Pacific Masters Games #PPMG2020 on the Gold Coast in November because with dedicated training, I can win.
This first one celebrates my sons and the gift of life from my two past wives.
Thanks for the gift of life
From my first and second wife
Our three sons are my greatest gift
Everywhere they go spirits lift
Clay, Luca and Sacha are my sons
The Builder of Earth, The Light of Moon, The Protective ,Caring One
Carrying Water mixing Earth, and Light
The love of two people in the Moon Light
I sowed the seeds and nurtured my sons
They look to me as The Role Model One
I express gratitude
for their attitude
Their smiles, hugs,
that they are peaceful not thugs
They grow and show love
Protect, build and shine light above
Thanks for the gift life
From my first and second wife
This poem is about self care because if you don’t care for yourself how can you care for others?
My time alone is time I own
I’ll spend it productively alone
Time for self, mental and physical health
As my health is my wealth
Quiet time is sublime
Where I find the words that rhyme
So I will write in the night
Words to inspire and delight
Time for me is time I’m free
To create my life for me
Where I inspire others higher
In the quiet time when I retire
I’m in Brisbane visiting my parents and son amd when I went outside in the night to pee, I noticed the difference and decided to write about it. Please pardon my profanity 😉
The city and bush
The city at night is incredibly quiet with only a far away hum
Back in the Bush sound surrounds insects, frogs are around so back to the Bush I’ll run
The city at night is filled with light
Even when the moon does not shine
In the Bush I see stars, wallabies not cars
And The Milky Way in a bright line
In the city asleep, you don’t hear a peep
But the hum of the air conditioners ring
In the Bush hear the breeze, in leaves of trees
And Cicadas that make my ears ring
I heard a bird, he said some words
“faaaark the city I’m a crow”
“there’s many birds in the Bush, so off I’ll push
“off to the faaaaarkin Bush I’ll go”
I’ll get out alive, thrive not survive
So I made a decision to leave
In the Bush I am happy, life’s peaceful not crappy
But the city makes me want to cry and grieve
I won’t look behind, life is sublime
I am lucky I live with the land
In the city day and night, there’s struggle and fight
But in the Bush the beauty is grand.
There’s a lumpy old stump that I love to jump
Wind blows the leaves on the ground
Now I sit in a White box with a fan at the top
Going around and around
I’m going back On a winding logging track
That’s now a road for a car
I will be fine in the Bush anytime
And The city, long gone and far
Anticomplaint
Today I’ll complain
I know its strange
But I also wake up with pain
I wouldn’t usually tell you
I just push through
And manage it with my brain
I want to complain
About sun and rain
And fuckas
In my news feed
That whinge and complain
About the hot and cold
New and old
And can’t handle the truth
From people like me
Who are BOLD
I Emptied MY cup
But filled it back up
Because who wants to be
A useless fukup
So I won’t complain
Put my shit in your brain
With your pussy attitude
Are you sane?
Lift my spirit high
Fly in the sky
Experience all of life
With joy and not cry
Laughing with happiness
Passion and bliss
My puspose to uplift
As people need this
And I will no longer
Whine nor complain
About pain
But take action
not get sucked down the drain
I won’t complain
Nobody wants to hear it
I am an uplifter
An uplifting spirit
My purpose to share my words to uplift
Sometimes a slap in the face book
Is lifes greatest gift.
STOP IT
Stop trying and just decide to do it
Stop crying and go through with it
Stop giving up and start something new
Stop procrastinating and just do
Stop surviving and thrive
Stop drifting and drive
Stop hating and love
Stop fearing have courage
Stop sinking and swim
Stop drinking alcohol and live
Stop taking and give
Stop shaming and forgive
Stop fighting and care
Stop cutting and grow hair
Stop complaining and be sane
You are responsible for the thoughts and actions of your brain
Last night I went for a drive to collect some eucalyptus seeds so that I can grow some seedlings to plant trees for koala corridors. It was just on dusk and the tawny frogmouth was sitting peacefully on the driveway. I got out of my ute and approached him. Then he majestically flew off into the night. This is the message that he left with me last night.
The Tawny Frogmouth came again last night and said,
“I hate to be a pain, but prohibition is is causing harm to livers and damage to the brain”
There are so many people who want to medicate themself,
but they can’t get real medicine so end up damaging their health”
Cannabis is prohibited but cures cancer and also pain
Magic mushrooms cure depression, reset and reactivate your brain
DMT is made by your lungs, in your pineal gland, in roots and bark of trees for free
It is one of the most endogenously produced and healing substances denied from you and me
Alcohol is a poison and damages your liver and brain
But marketed and freely sold, prohibition is insane”
The Tawny Frogmouth said, “take a long hard look at yourself
Why prohibit medicines but sell what is bad for your health?
We tawny frogmouths wonder if you humans are sane?
Why do you drink alcohol which damages yous kidneys and your brain
You would be better off without alcohol,” the tawny frogmouth said
But magic mushrooms, cannabis, harmaline and DMT grow new brain cells in your head
“I am a psychedelic tawny frogmouth, I just love and wish you well
And that you recover from your alcoholism that makes you unwell and your life hell. ”
Please, I love you, please, I love you, I’ll ask you once again
Please care and nurture your own health, I am crying here in pain”
The Tawny frogmouth came last night and this is what he said,
“Please stop drinking alcohol, ” I heard him in my head.
Thundercloud Repairian AKA James Arthur Warren is the creator of the Australian Poetry Hall of Fame in Guyra in the 3rd of March 2020. He is a passionate educator, poet, artist, writer and publisher. His first book The Flea and the Dinosaur is a children’s book fully written and illustrated by Thundercloud. “Love in Nimbin” and “Lust in Nimbin” are his two volume poetry anthology Love and lust in Nimbin. as well as the soon to be released Poetry to End Prohibition 420 2020 edition.
A finalist in the 2017 Nimbin Performance poetry World Cup with “Street Poets News”
3rd in the Banjo Paterson Australian Poetry Competition with “Our Darling Barka is Dying”
Thundercloud is an environmental scientist and socio-cultural educationalist. Through his writing and the Nimbin underground “slam poetry” scene Thundercloud has established himself as a formidable revolutionary consciousness lyricist.
He is currently working on his next three children’s books which includes another a book of animal verse for kids. Thundercloud is a father of three sons whom he has always enjoyed telling stories to and lives in his magical colourful double decker bus, Atlantis.
As a passionate environmentalist Thundercloud pledges to donate 25% of all profits to revegetating creeks and rivers and connecting forest remnants with linking corridors to facilitate the safe movement of koalas and enabling species recovery after the bushfires.
“Thundercloud writes poetry that you will keep resonating with you for days”
Thundercloud: Washing away the garbage and leaving behind rainbows.
“A peaceful warrior has no need to raise his sword and he acts from compassion and has a shield of love” — Thundercloud Quotes
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