Author: basgallop

flip-per-ooney

one take, slo mo, pancake flip-per-ooney… from Finn

Abi: Ace skills!

ha, thanks love, i once did a quadruple flip (as i invariably tell the yawning kids at this time of year!), but that was australia where different gravity applies and after sloshing down galloshers of breakfast champagne xx

Abi: Wow I’m proper impressed with that. Not a story that gets boring in my eyes!

Claire: smooth

those cavie club juggling skills gotta be good for something! xx

Catherine: Perfect!!

Rich P: CGI.

OMG

Monica: Olé!

sri hanuman chaleesa

Calling out to hungry hearts
Everywhere through endless time
You who wander, you who thirst
I offer you this bodhi mind.
Calling out to hungry spirits
Everywhere through endless time
Calling out to hungry hearts
All the lost and left behind
Gather round and share this meal
Your joy and your sorrow
I make mine.
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listened to this song this morning just as the sun rose glorious, peeking out from midst its bed of clouds
solace to all hearts swollen with sorrow… we are most human burdened with our yearning

sing the thoughts that conjure this beautiful world into being
give thanks, last day(s)… pass gentle through these gates of sweet nectar xxx

popcorn

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!*!!**! pop!corn! !*!!**!
life of a freelancer working from home, difficult bug to tinker with? deadline looming?
clearly now is the opportune moment to ‘cook’ a huge vat of the stuff
i find it hugely soothing, peering into the pot, wagering on which of the kernels will be next to explode… you! no you!!
something cosmologically calming, like the birth of the universe, random fluctuations within the energy field?
else the more mundane wallop and ricochet of a star exploding… pinball wizard!
its the cornucopia, abundance overflowing, porridge pot from the fairy story of yore
and then you get to gorge guzzle the stuff!!… plump puffed up polystyene… huge mouthfulls, munching on solid air!

sparkle

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sun sparkle on sea, one of my favourite things… pic a mere frivolity of gloom, essence remains cheerfully subtle and elusive
i love the way light dissolves in water, yet also, reflects in kisses
as we crawl out from under the burden of days.. been both happily seasonally busy yet quiet and, like many, not feeling to say so much
oh, but also my sock is in their somewhere, got kersploshed in a puddle, then made a bid for freedom and jumped in the sea!
there it lurks, where the jellyfish spawn… both odious and odorous… swim well deeply darned one x

ghost boat

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ghost boat before seaford head
morning sea fog, whispering of baffle and blurr, doubt and nothingness
earlier the world suffused with a warm, washed out apricot glow, now faded to a wraith like clamminess
mist, pearl moistening every spiders web
a realm fungal furred, rot and cankour, yet gorse flowers still tweet strident yellow, coconut ponged
most branches are bare, crenullated with stone green lichen crisps, brittle as undersea coral
season for softening, of surrender to the earth, take us down gentle into this, our darkness

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ah do love a breakfast poetic blather!
on the way home, emerging from the murk, a fishing boat languishing just off mooring, ha, blasting out christmas tunes, hackneyed, but bobbing in the fog suprisingly jaunt joyful