
maps of the explorers
my favourite lesson in primary school
journeying with little fingers
tracing the red line
sailing ,island hopping with captain cook
discovering the komodo dragons
hearing the toms tom drums of the cannibals
who ate my great great uncle
in the New Hebrides

"How To Serve Humanity"
i used to dream of sailing in a little boat
close to the coast line
like matthew flinders did with his cat trim
my cat would be called geoffrey
how did flinders find fresh drinking water at the beaches
he stopped at?
i still don't know
sister celestine told us the explorers
use to give the aborigines oversalted corn beef sandwiches
so that they would be forced to lead the explorers
to their secret waterholes or die of thirst
a small group of pigtailed little girls in pinnies GASPED
i thought my mother should know about this
she smiled " sister celestine is irish, dear! "
i wonder how long it would take me
to get to broome
in a clapped out red van sans air con
packed with water and oranges
or even by camel ride

every symphony and concerto
i can whistle i suppose
plus reciting
every one of the thousand poems
i have written...except
i can't remember any of them
if i hit the overland trail
upside - i don't need my love to keep me warm
downside - death by scorching heat
camel bite or didgeridoo music

nah - i will get captain cook to fly me this time!
A new Broome...?
ReplyDeletenaf !
ReplyDeleteAh watch out for that camel -- great fun journey.. But it's sounds safer to do in an easy chair with maps.
ReplyDeleteYes... there is a lot to be said for experiencing adventure in an easy chair by a cosy fire. We are in winter down here!
DeleteOh. Is that good?
ReplyDeleteB.O.
DeleteAn adventure... filled with curiosity and a desire. Well-penned. :-)
ReplyDelete-HA
I had no idea the Irish were famous for exaggerating.
ReplyDeleteWinter sounds like an ideal time to plan trips and explanations.
I enjoy the light hearted approach to your poems :)
ReplyDeleteI used to enjoy learning about the explorers when I was in school too. However, I didn't learn about Captain Cook (to my recollection) until I was an adult. Most especially when I went to Hawaii. I liked the map you included as well.
ReplyDeleteiI think Captain Cook was killed in Hawaii.
DeletePlayful camel, nice poem, enjoyed your Sunday musing
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
love this adventurous poem...and really enjoyed the images...
ReplyDeleteLove the image of the little fingers tracing the routes........smiled at the "Sister Celestine is Irish, dear!" And the camel bite photo is humorous, as long as you werent really hurt. Great photos - you do look like an adventurer. How cool!
ReplyDeleteThe ending made me smile ~ Interesting adventures that could lead us to a camel bite, never mind then ~ Enjoyed this one ~
ReplyDeleteFinger journeys are pretty special as are the questions that arise from unknown relatives eaten by cannibals. Vivid! And then the photos were icing on the cake. The prices we pay are out of this world.
ReplyDeletea very active poem indeed. couldn't help but revert back to your ancestor being eaten by cannibals...really? are you from Australia? just wondering.
ReplyDeleteYes and Yes!
ReplyDeleteHahaha... poor darn kid!
ReplyDeleteZQ
Well as usual I could hardly wait to get through the list to your link and, as usual, I wasn't disappointed. I hope you won't be eaten by dragons when you get to Komodo . . . perhaps you can catch one, bring it back home, and train it to be your watch dog . . .
ReplyDeleteYikes I cannot guarantee to sparkle every week but thank you anyway!
DeleteMost excellent journey - loved travelling with you. Sorry to hear of the fate of your great great uncle.
ReplyDeleteI loved hearing of and reading of Charles Darwin - still do. Would lurve to take a trip to the Galapagos Islands
And Easter Island
and and...
Anna :o]