Category Archives: Poetry

Days like these – part 2

Posted on January 3, 2014 by dustforthedancers

It’s days like these that having me wanting to scream “fuck the world, and every benign creature that resides within it” Every molecule of wanting to punch, fist first, deep into the psyche of existence and tell it to wake … Continue reading →

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Days like these

Posted on November 28, 2013 by dustforthedancers

It’s days like these that have me smiling sadly. That keep a grin on my face without falling. Smile forced and stained with silent and dry tears. Confusion reigns or rains. Heavy chest needs cracking open, but how? An appreciation … Continue reading →

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Packing

Posted on October 24, 2013 by dustforthedancers

Packing   She wanted to fit her life in a suitcase, up and go at any moment, of time, or whim, or wonder, or window of opportunity.   But the baggage would only ever pile up high, filling every crack … Continue reading →

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telling stories

Posted on October 11, 2013 by dustforthedancers

I just read a quote that made me feel real good. It goes “narrative can act as a place to try out new possibilities and models for living”.   Sharing, or learning, or hearing or reading stories, whether with others, … Continue reading →

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Love, he never

Posted on August 30, 2013 by dustforthedancers

Pleasurable pain is some thing, he never learnt to love. And so, love, he never.

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I made a zine/chapbook/poetry thingy

Posted on August 16, 2013 by dustforthedancers

I have actually published a real hardcopy, paper and ink, ‘zine’, small book of poetry, chapbook, what ever you’d like to call it! It’s titled ‘She Sat: a small collection’ I’m excited. It’s awesome. You want one. Yes you do. … Continue reading →

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under the bridge

Posted on July 29, 2013 by dustforthedancers

The other night, a dear friend and I set our selves the challenge to write poems of a choosen theme in 10 minutes… the rules where as follows: 1. Get one of the boys from our home away from home, … Continue reading →

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She Rose

Posted on July 28, 2013 by dustforthedancers

she roses, red, she roses, bleed, light, the moon shine on a rotten day, she shone forever and never said. *** she roses, soft, she roses, never lost, sweet scent, wind blows and bends, forever and never spent. *** she … Continue reading →

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Video Verse and Interview: Slamalamadingdong winner, Jessie Giles

Posted on July 21, 2013 by dustforthedancers

Originally posted on Melbourne Spoken Word:
Jessie Giles won last month’s Slamalamadingdong Open Slam. Below we present one of her moving pieces, ‘Eye Spy’ and an interview. Jessie will also be featuring at Passionate Tongues in the coming months. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsQiJVrYWHE…

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Phone aversion – for Jacky T

Posted on July 20, 2013 by dustforthedancers

I have an aversion to phone conversations,  like I can talk to one of my sista girls, or my mumma,  or like my favourite brother boy…  but some one I have just meet or a business conversation, or a “lets … Continue reading →

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