David Cauldwell

Magnetism in the Mire

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Magnetism in the Mire

from 381.91
  • Prints on high gloss, high quality photo paper using archival inks

  • From a LIMITED EDITION of 22 (per size)

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  • Signed and numbered Certificate of Authenticity

  • Print comes with its own unique poem (click ‘More Info’), printed on high quality photo paper, A4 sized, which could be hung next to the print

  • Print only, not framed

  • Commissions available (info@davidcauldwell.com)

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  • Prints on high gloss, high quality photo paper using archival inks

  • From a LIMITED EDITION of 22 (per size)

  • FREE shipping

  • Signed and numbered Certificate of Authenticity

  • Print comes with its own unique poem (click ‘More Info’), printed on high quality photo paper, A4 sized, which could be hung next to the print

  • Print only, not framed

  • Commissions available (info@davidcauldwell.com)

MAGNETISM IN THE MIRE

Solar beam flares from moody old sun
World swirled in fiery fluster
Radiation races, rattles magnetosphere
Magnetic belt, Protector of this Earth
Ever absorbing sunspot tantrums
But when the belt wears thin, trousers fall down
Pant-demonium
Sun sizzles true carving rays throughout space
Influencer of earthquakes, of weather
And consciousness
Magnetic mayhem with poles in a gloop
North and south both moving in lava-lamp soup
So how is your mood?
’Cos if the Earth’s about to flip
There’s a good chance you are too
True?
Overdue is the flip of this galactic cycle
Perverse polar antics
Sends the dials all a spinnin’
Magnetism gone haywire
Relentless radiation riles
So easy to stray into a weakened field of negativity
When all around are sinking into holes
Those parts of the earth losing polarity
Glooping through Existence
In stilted lava-lamp waltz
Weakened field
A world no longer stabilised
Gravitational field asunder
You’re under the weather maybe
Or the spell of not believing
That You are the Magician
That You can stablise in the weakened field
Stand up for your consciousness and the ability to explore it
’Cos the Sun still shines bright
But my dial’s in a spin
Solar beam flares from moody old sun
Yet the matter is finished
Just as it begun
Look for sliver of light in all of this static
In the groove sure you’ll go it’ll be automatic
Evolution even in the face of radiation rays
When the belt wears thin, trousers fall down
Pant-demonium
Unless in that sliver of light you groove
The soul’s star shining from within

Poem comes printed on A4-sized paper, unframed

Poem comes printed on A4-sized paper, unframed