Category Archives: Activism in art

Tongue tied

Tongues are very sensitive And horses think so too So tying them under the chin Is not the thing to do Its all about control Riders like to interfere But clearly its an invasion Of ones freedom And that is … Continue reading


It stands there In all its glory Is that the word to use 7000 oil drums Are there any clues To why its there Christo and Jean Claude Those two apparently Created this piece of art For all of us … Continue reading

Mythago Morris

Fantasy tradition Just listen and you will hear The tales of myth and magick As the dancing folk appear Clad there in black tatters Old England border style Purveyors of great stories Just you listen for a while Characterization Narration … Continue reading

“Faithful unto death”

What rationality could horses expect Engaged in war Made to fight an enemy And be cut down for sure Up against the machine guns And the enemy who would aim At the horses everytime As history did claim Their fear … Continue reading

Aunty Ro Mudjin a pal o’ mine

The existence of creation The importance of its worth The undeniable history Played around Mother Earth The immortal the enduring The sum and substance we Share with the perpetual The complex and the free Tangible and solid Grounded everywhere Heartbreaking … Continue reading

A Panopticon

Who was the many eyed Giant? Panoptes by name he was called A Jeremy Benson Smacks of control His system of design clearly schooled Prison apparently given to watchmen Watching but not being seen Based on deception Not the reception … Continue reading

Elberton and its Guide Stones

Some 750 feet above sea level They The granite monoliths stand tall On any given day Looking down upon us Since 1980 they Command a true expression The Guide Stones So they say Someobody called Christian Paid for them to … Continue reading

WE can get through said the Kangaroo

We are rhe shadows of long before Our feet pressed soft on the red dust floor Long before the British came And generated the huge blame game In the Pleistocene the canine roo’s Flesh eating macropods the clues Upon the … Continue reading

The forgotten ones

Forgotten children Forgotten by who Forgotten by us Or forgotten by you They came in the daylight My daughter they took Because she was brown With a whitish look SHe was only a baby Tossed into their truck That is … Continue reading

Australia’s forgotten people

The drone of the didge And the clap of the sticks Where the termites exist The goanna licks His lips giving thanks For the bird he has eaten The people have power But they have been beaten Down by the … Continue reading