Sunday, October 8, 2017

In the sticks

A hot wind blew in from the north
Dust whirlies athwart in the paddocks
As the stock search for meagre shade
It was hotter than yesterday

Molly attended to the chooks
My old Akubra on her head
She's a cute miss growing up fast
Have to keep watch on that farm hand

Hell, it's like a cauldron today
Sky clear, not a bird to be seen
Sometimes I hate being out here
Enduring this living on the edge

Sue said it was Australia Day
Or was that yesterday, dunno
Not much of a patriot here
As I'm fighting my own battles

All that seems petty to us here
Molly comes running over now
"One of the chooks has gone broody
Let's hope the rooster's done his job"

I touch her face trying not to laugh
"Shall I go and tell Mum?" she asks
"Yes, she will know what to do now"
There's no place like home in the sticks

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Australian slang idioms
Dust whirlies - Whirling dust from dry topsoil
Paddocks      - Fields
Akubra          - Country man's hat
Dunno           - Don't know
Chooks         - Chicken
Broody          - Hen ready to brood eggs
Sticks            - Distant countryside (miles from town)

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Is love always like this?

Tell me dear is love always like this?
I don't look to the stars for counsel
Or advice from owls in the forest
As I struggle for answers about you
What a mystery you have become
A swirling whirlpool in the darkness

Why vie for power to take control?
I do love your fringe cut raven hair 
And hear jealous sighs of passers by
As you lift your eyes to glance askance
What a mystery you have become
But you're worth it I can list the ways

A stormy beauty now that's the truth
But we're walking the same road forward
I'd be nothing without you by me
I love your hand in mine, warm and snug
We're a team, neither is in charge
Nothing is quite like my trust in you

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Hiding in the rocks
They're hauling in the mermaid
I've seen her before
Her name is Wavelet
Why do they want to catch her?
She and I were friends
Met her long ago
How she laughed when she saw me
Paddling in the surf

She taught me to swim
Then hugged me when I did
With a salty kiss
Wavelet did no harm
Told me what her life was like
Hiding from the sharks
Swimming with dolphins
Playing snap with the shellfish
How we laughed at that

Her necklet was shells
They're pretty I said
But useful she told me
The men are shouting now
She has broken through the net
Wavelet has escaped
Hiding in the rocks
The men have now lost their catch
I'll find her again

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Thursday, October 5, 2017

One glance

One glance, just one glance it was
As you looked me in the eye
I lost all sense and reason
For you had me in your spell

Raven haired beauty you were
Your eyes smoldered with desire
My poor lust caught in your net
Now ever your willing slave

Gently you leaned over me
Placing a kiss on my lips
I breathed in a musky mint
Surely it is but a dream?

Then you wrapped me in your arms
And bore me away but where?
For next I knew I'd returned
Sated, spent but no wiser

I know now wild passions fill
But know too that no other
Can satisfy me this way
Thus I mourn my future life

One glance, just one glance it was
As you looked me in the eye
I lost all sense and reason
For you had me in your spell

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Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Going back to work

The rain still poured down
We both shared your umbrella
I'd forgotten mine

I blame the weather
Much more than your pleading eyes
Going home with you

It was strength of mind
Seeing morning's cloudy dawn
That look on your face

Then you smile at me
And remember what we did
Both bathed in kisses

You now grasp my hand
Both sharing your umbrella
Going back to work

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Saturday, September 30, 2017

The carnival's over


I woke from my imaginary world
To the comforting sound of my garden
Noisy parrots squabbling in the fruit trees
Stealing ripening fruit before I could
While I lay abed idle and listless
Not being allowed to exert myself
Recovering from the operation

Drifting off again in Morpheus's arms
I now heard someone pounding on the door
A throbbing drumbeat of pure insistence
Rattling enough to get me out of bed
I staggered to the door, Annie was there
Secretly I have always admired her
I'm lying again, I really love her

I did up my dressing gown, she just laughed
"Came round to see if you needed anything?'
She leaned over to kiss me on the cheek
The sweet scent of her body rang a bell
My hand caressed her warm cheek lovingly
She took my hand and pulled me to the bed
The carnival's over fasting no more

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It's a crime to argue with one you love
Injured you see the shine in their eyes fade  
They are gasping with the hurt you have caused 

Better by far to agree to disagree
Begin again, sing a song, feed them love
Caress her cheek, kiss the tilt of her nose

Deliver then her favorite flowers
She will see that you are honest and true
Perhaps church bells will chime for both of you

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Wednesday, September 27, 2017

I held your soft hand

I held your soft hand
As we both strolled on the beach
Sea murmured welcome

The morning still young
As the sun pushed over the sea
Lighting our faces

You shed your sandals
Then ran to the waters edge
Squealing at the cold

How I loved you Joan
As you turned to wave at me
Was that your goodbye?

The sun climbed upwards
Rising above the coastline
Waking the whole world

I turned to find you
Now coming back towards me
Your eyes said it all

Walking off the beach
We didn't say much at all
The sun on our backs

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Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Secret garden

This place was our secret garden
Where we would walk hand in hand
Sit on the grass all alone
I loved you in our magic land

We touched, we kissed, we cuddled here
We never spoke of right or wrong
We just felt right being one
And so sang our lovers song

The sun shone us every day
Our loving was quite taboo
We did wrong but didn't care
For your eyes shone for me too

Winter winds blow where we once were
Our trysting place is quite bare
You've gone to find another love
As it's the end of our affair

I'll remember you my dear
Those warm days with sunny skies
You were all mine and I yours
I'll not forget your passion's sighs

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Sunday, September 10, 2017

The coming gale

There was a grey mist over the waves
The sea slowly awoke from her sleep
I thought I heard a mermaid laughing
She sang a song from the briny deep

The tide kicked the spume over the beach
With squabbling Herring Gull's normal affray
A vagrant Albatross now soared aloft
Glanced down on us then was on her way

The mermaid waved shaking her long hair
Then dived in the sea with a flip of her tail
I wish she'd stay for a yarn or two
But she'd warned me of a coming gale

I hauled my boat above high tide mark
And wondered whether I'd see her again
My sleep is oft filled with dreams of her
I listen for her sweet song, but in vain

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Saturday, September 9, 2017

A spin in the Australian bush

Now don't get me wrong I love the rain
But when you're on a hike map in hand
Searching for the right path but in vain
And a dark cloud comes to pick you out
To funnel water on you like a water spout

You search for what shelter you can find
As more storm clouds surge overhead
Someone in power is most unkind
If I wanted water I'd be at the beach
As the wild wind now decides to push and screech

Thunder and lightning please stay away
As I search around for drier ground
The huge tree ahead is a Moreton Bay
It will shade me from storm's sweeping wake
Along with a Koala and a Corncrake

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Thursday, September 7, 2017

We needed no words

I saw it in your eyes
That infinitesimal sign
The stirring of rapture
We met on the platform
Winter wind did nothing
To cool the ardor in us
It had been two long years
Nothing could stop us now
We needed no words

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44 words used including Infinitesimal, Rapture, Cool

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The look in your eyes

It was the look in your eyes
When you put your hand in mine
And the way you held me tight 
On this fine June wedding day

How we clung close together
On this our Paris honeymoon
Close to Parc de Luxembourg
Hotel a short walk away

Used the Metro all the time
To find the Rue de Rivoli
And the Musee de Louvre
Rode that train everyday

Went up the Eiffel Tower
Sailed a cruise boat down the Seine
Fell in love with Montmartre
Walked along the Quai d'Orsay

Shopping Galleries Lafayette
What a delight that was too
My poor legs were younger then
When we also shopped Bon Marche

But those days are now long gone
For I live now all alone
But what memories I hold
Of our June wedding day

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Yes, my wife Maureen and I spent our honeymoon in Paris in 1957

Monday, September 4, 2017

Sweet lips

Will I ever see you again?
That would help to ease the pain
Your green eyes would look at me
Those sweet lips grin, a joy to see
My wait for you had not been in vain

What words would your sweet lips then say?
After so many years away
When you'd see this old man now
Whose eyes are dim with wrinkled brow
Fumbling, stumbling along through the day

Would we be as when we were young?
On the day when church bells rung
Shyly on that day we were wed
We first shared our marriage bed
Where with such joy to each other clung

Will I ever see you again?
That would help to ease the pain
Your green eyes would look at me
Those sweet lips grin, a joy to see
My wait for you had not been in vain

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Saturday, September 2, 2017

Picnic on the hill

We walked to the top of the hill
Hand in hand not saying a word
Butterflies fluttered over grass green
We looked over the dazzling scene

Sun now shining on the valley
Farmer on tractor, barking dog
Where brown cows munched their daily fill
Us sprawled out on this flowery hill

The river below flows slowly on
At the copse edge a fox unseen
But by me as I kiss your nose
Fondling each other oh so close

I trace my fingers over your face
As you reach up to touch my palms
We hear the songbirds high above
Singing aloud that we're in love

I press my lips upon your cheek
Sun bows shyly behind a cloud
As we roll around with such delight
Thermos, tomatoes put to flight

We then hear other walkers come
Across our once idyllic field
Neaten our clothes and ravaged site
They pass, our smiles are blushing bright

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Our secret cove

The moment we first found the beach
We loved the place, was our secret cove
We rode our bikes there come rain or shine
Even in the misty summertime
Fighting our way through the scrubland plants
Rocky first, then sand then choppy sea
Salt smell on our noses, gulls calling
Where no-one else came to, except us
It cast its spell on us, we were hooked
I'd wade in the sea but you dived in
Then re-appear glistening, smiling
You even liked the misty moments
When a sea fog rolled in towards us
Which for some reason gave me bad vibes
For it certainly was a warning
Didn't know you used to come alone
As you knew how the beach would be
Was even sand on your bike's spokes
And the little half truths you told me
But sadly all that's obvious now
That you had been meeting someone else
The police came round to talk to me
Then took me in for questioning
Only then did they tell me what was up
Your bloodied body was found down there
Everyone knew that's where we both went

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Friday, September 1, 2017

Monsters lurking

Childhood is not always happy times
With cuddly mums and nursery rhymes
Being once safely in your bed curled
Then cruelly taken to school's real world

Where real monsters fought and played with you
With twisted wrist and a punch or two
On playgrounds there's nothing you could do
But run into class and cry boohoo

The rule of law was you did not tell
You would confess that you only fell
But going home Mum was very cross
To find your innocence was now lost

But as soon as Johnny's Dad found out
Started to teach how to box and clout
Soon the monster lurking at the school
Met his match, was made to look a fool

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Wednesday, August 30, 2017

The Bailey kids

"Come on, out of the house you get, as you are driving me round the bend" said their mother with the three children home from school that week. They looked at each other as though they had just received a present and grinned all over their faces as they rushed to get their shoes and woolies on as she waved them off.

"I say we go down to the river" said Jack, and though the girls looked at each other and screwed their faces up they couldn't think of anywhere better so nodded reluctantly. So they ran off down to the river and walked along the bank throwing sticks and and stones in the water, watching the birds there until they got to bend just before the railway bridge where they saw a solitary fisherman sat there with his line in the water. "Ha!" he said as they approached, "You be the Bailey kids, ain't yer?, cos I knew yer Ma years ago before she met yer Pa".

When the kids got home they told their Ma who'd they met and placed two fish wrapped in newspaper on the kitchen sink to show her what the man had given them; while she wiped away a tear from her eye she murmered "Ah that was Ted, he told me once he let the good ones get away". 

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Their war effort

I respect you Dad for all those years
You worked in London in the blitz
Making sure the power stayed on
All that wartime we fought the Fritz
And wives at home fought back their tears

How I admire my darling Mother
Who poured your love on us each day
And went to work as many did
Jobs in factories in the fray 
Their war effort was no bother

To my dear Uncles I thank you too
Who went to war to fight the foe
Some came back but were not the same
Some died to Aunts and Cousins woe
Who hadn't chance to say I love you

I'd like to thank my Nan now long gone
Who made parachutes for pilots
And for Uncles sailing the seas
Merchant Navy men was their lot
I owe much respect the list goes on

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World War 2 ended early August 1945

Monday, August 28, 2017

Pretty butterfly

It is spring again
With sun’s warmest smile
The kiss of the breeze
And you dance for me
Pretty Butterfly
Colorful fairy
And you entice me
With you I ponder
You give me pleasure
You do me no harm
You are beautiful
A true gift from God

While it is the first day of Autumn (Fall) on September 1st in the Northern hemisphere in Australia it is the first day of Spring so I thought this poem from 2014 would be suitable this week

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Sunday, August 27, 2017

We'd hold hands

I liked the way you cut your hair
I even liked the clothes you'd wear
With you in trousers just like me
Striding down the road happy as can be

You weren't one-eyed like other girls
Had long fair hair but not in curls
Happy waving your hand at me
To go exploring birch woods running free

We slipped our shoes off just for fun
Wading the river's calmer run
Then washed the mud from our toes
We'd both kiss then, Shhh! As no-one else knows

Retreating from our trysting place
We'd hold hands and sometimes embrace
Chatting about the day we had
Wondering what story you'd sell your dad

Soon we had crossed the railway line
And checked to see we both looked fine
You dumped your sabre, me my gun 
We then waved goodbye we just had such fun

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Note: With regard to the "sabre and gun" line, In recalling my days of childhood exploring in the woods a stick was necessary to beat back the nettles or poke into holes hoping to find things rather than your hands. It could be converted to a gun to pretend to shoot aircraft out the sky or a large bird that seemed too curious about us being there. The stick was usually discarded before we got home.

Saturday, August 26, 2017

The dog woke up

You looked up at me now
As the first wind gusts beat down
Hammering the shutters
The dog woke up and moaned
Placed his head on your lap
As the rain clouds dumped their loads

The darkness fell early
A trash can galloped away
Late for some appointment
Straight out into the roadway
The window frames rattled
An epic storm now began

"We're too near the river
I hope we are high enough"
"Should have gone to Ma's place"
"We didn't have the sense to"
"Who will protect us now?
We've hesitated too long"

She hadn't heard a word
They said they would keep in touch
She scanned the paper's lists
The she folded it up again
Thinking that too morbid
Just then her cell-phone rang

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Thursday, August 24, 2017

Friends for ages

Norwegian wood  Extract from P7
"Naoko took her left hand from her pocket and squeezed my hand"

We'd been friends for ages of course
Really this act was something more
It stayed there belonging to me
I squeezed her back to say hello
Her fingers traced over my palm
Glancing up from my open book
I looked into her laughing eyes
For one moment I thought of him
But blanked him out of my mind saying
"Do you want me as much as I...?"
Her fingers reached up to still my lips
My heart was beating rapidly
I felt so guilty already
We were going to make love now

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The mother

Since fleeing their home a few hours ago her husband had taken them not with the other ramshackle crowd of people fleeingfrom their village on the main road south but across country to the east instead.

She wasn't normally squeamish but she wrinkled her nose with disgust as he had taken them to the sewerage pits on the far side of town as they would not be so obvious there to an advancing army which in his mind would be foolish to the extreme.

All was still and quiet there as they sat down to rest in the bushes to look across the pools of water where hundreds of birds had started looking for food again after egrets, a few swans and dozens of duck stopped staring at them and started fossicking for food again.

The mother pulled open her clothes to offer her breast to their little girl while swallows and other small birds now confident that they meant no harm swooped low over the water flicking their head as they caught insects in flight.

He husband then urged them to move on again as he picked fresh leaves and berries from the bushes urging her to eat them too as they made made their way over the foothills to the border.

"Why?" she asked and he casually replied, "Because you may have to feed the boy too" so she lowered her eyes and understood for their son was only three although already weaned they all had to stay alive somehow and she might be the only food source for them all and it was then she knew he really loved her. 

This is a precis of a story I wrote a few years ago which has been abbreviated to six sentences

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Wednesday, August 23, 2017

The whisper of the trees

The whisper of the trees
The babbling of the brook
Susurration of the wind
The roar of the seas surf
The thunder in the skies
Are the sounds of nature at work

The howling of the wolves
Chattering of monkeys
The hoot of the wise owl
The splash of the dolphin
The laughters of children
Are the sounds that we are alive

The oil spills in the ocean
Trash with nowhere to go
The melting of ice caps
Hunger on a rich Earth
Pollution everywhere
All signs we are a failed species

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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Young couple

How easy that it was to tell
The young couple were in love
Someone must have cast a spell
The youth had come out of his shell

There was a certain sparkle here
It was the look, the way they’d move
She was all dewy eyed with joy
For at last she now had her boy

He held her close and touched her soft
This was the way that he would prove
That there was no other in his life
He clearly desired her for his wife

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This poem written and published elsewhere in Dec 2014 deserves another airing

Sunday, August 20, 2017

When I pick flowers

I always feel sad 
When I pick flowers
Especially orange ones
My favorite colour

I always feel sad 
When I see people
With hoods marching
To right and the left

Their torches alight
Erasing history
Statues come down
To mask all the facts

Will we teach lies?
Will history be wrong
Evil deeds live on
Stability gone

I always feel sad
When I pick flowers
Especially orange ones
My favorite colour

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