Episode 117 'Waking Life Poetry'

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Our Waking Life 

By Tommy Grainger 

 






‘The Road Trip’ 

  

Hope drives us to a distant land, 

We know not what may lie ahead.  

Sun-kissed grass touches the horizon, 

And the olive trees salute our passing. 

 

Alentejo sure is a big place, one might say, 

We need to explore more my friend, smiles the other. 

The beauty, unmatched, as the sun burns red, 

Blazing from behind to spur on the adventure. 

 

Oxen, horses and curious old men,  

All blur past us with very little to say. 

But no words can translate this journey we all take, 

A journey of waking up and leaving reality behind. 

 

The storks are nesting above us,  

A sign that the road ahead is clear. 

This chosen path was gifted with fortune, 

We shall unite and begin our waking life.  

 




 



‘High on Heat’ 

 

Heat, heat, heat, 

Hot, hot, hot. 

The temperature is rising,  

The electric fan, I forgot. 

Hot, hot, hot, 

Heat, heat, heat. 

A gust of wind is welcome, 

The breeze so ever sweet. 

 

 

 

‘The Beat’ 

 

Ground vibrations, sweet sensations, 

Pulsing, moving, no limitations. 

Ear to the ground, a musical earthquake, 

Feel that power, as you tremble and shake. 

Sometimes here, sometimes there, 

We find ourselves just everywhere. 

The beat goes on, oh the beat goes on, 

So, this is life? And we dance till dawn! 

 





 

‘The Walk’ 

 

We weave and thread through the trees of golden bliss, 

No purpose as we follow the heart of life,  

Guided with the scent and beauty of nature’s freedom. 

We follow.  

We understand. 

Eucalyptus, lavender, rosemary and thyme. 

Oh time, we have, together as one. 

The lake glistens with pride, watching us with fondness. 

We meet, we wander, on this euphoric walk, 

Where the birds heed us and rainbows shine bright.  

 


 

‘Untitled (but I was high)’ 

 

I write this with no knowing or focus, 

With no light or purpose, 

But I feel the page and she feels my words. 

From where? From here; the moment.  

I cannot say, for I cannot see. 

Blurry, pink beautiful life.  

 


 





‘Love’ 

 

Some people doubt it,  

Some people don’t trust it, 

Some people look for it,  

Some people forget about it, 

Some people fail in it,  

Some people thrive in it. 

Some people want it,  

Some people discover it. 

 

But me and my guys, 

We are love.  

 

 






‘Together’ 

 

Seven strangers, united at last. 

When the lights glow brightly and the music takes us forth. 

We dance as one, with individual prowess, 

But together we are a power beyond the stars. 

See how we move. Watch how we play. 

Sunset or sunrise, our friendship blooms with each new day. 

 


 

‘The Rappers ode to our Waking life’ 

 

The sun beats down in the middle of the day, 

Me and the Tribe are out to play, 

We gonna get down to the primitive sounds, 

Boogie and a woogie, getting down to the ground- 

Funky shit, that’s what we gonna groove to, 

Feeling the vibe to what we wanna move to. 

Here all day, with a drug sensation,  

Eye contact is our communication. 

Javi and Saf gonna dance all night,  

Andy has style and it feels so right. 

Gizem, Ibo – you guys rock! 

And Tobi joins in cus he don’t give a fuck. 

Barney is the man with the butthole bag,  

And me, just Tommy, I’m shakin’ my swag. 

 


 

‘The Vibe’ 

 

Hammocks they are a swinging, 

Birds they are a singing,  

Flags they are a waving, 

But us, we’re always raving. 

Hearts they are a pounding,  

As the rhythm keeps on sounding, 

Vibes they keep on climbing,  

But us, we’re always smiling. 

The drugs they keep on coming,  

And the sun, it keeps on sunning,  

And the heat is always rising,  

But us, we’re always smiling.






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