Pete's Gaia

Gaia
Crop Circles
Silbury
Gate Post
The Chestnuts
Addington
The Downs
View Over Barbury
Sarsen Remains
Day House Lane
Caractacus Stone
Not What It Seems
North Of Garris
Gun Rith
Lanyon
Tinkinswood
Clach Stein
Grimes Graves
Andromeda Calling
Its A Fact
Theres Always The Sun
Middle Name
Yemmerawanyea
E.T.S.C.
The Avery Hill Postman
Vince Pickering
Erica
Excellency
6th September 1988
Watch This Space
Biro
Calligraphy
The Flying Standard
Female Of The Species
National Tree Week
Gregory Crescent
Dear Prime Minister
Most Glorious Majesty
Early Start
Scarlet
Equus
Butterfly
Milking Time
Chartwell
Bird Of Prey
Watch Me
Skoda Stroll
What To Be?
Chariot
The Sussex Coast
The Tarn
Golden Cloud
Sunrise
Do You...
Darling
This stick,
This pencil shaped dictionary,
Never speechless,
Never stationary.
Liquid words
Layed over this pulped tree,
Two sided kaleidoscope
Where mind, wandering free,
Makes these dimensions three.

And, given Time,
Dimensions four
Where these lines,
Ever more,
Holograms,
Tumbling, sliding,
Following some Ancient law.

This stick
A computer probe,
An extension of my frontal lobe,
Paints this sheet as Josephs Robe.

Technicolour pictures
From my pen.