Sunrise

a sunrise
something i see only
when flying

a bright pink brushstroke
over the blue horizon
i yawn at the day

Home

heads on a pillow
snug under a warm fur rug
two take on the world

Mushroom Cloud

giant mushroom cloud
in man's death toy collection
atomic warfare

Words

can charm me
to distraction
can seduce me
can provide
trips
to the moon
to nirvana
to hell
to despair
to joy
to adventure
to fantasy
to rebellion



can tell me
your secrets
your pain
your lies
your hopes
your shame
your belief
your fears
your loves
your dreams



if i touch your fingertips




i will know you
at once

Nasturtiums

the kitchen corner
a small space of happiness
nasturtiums i love

Cornball

the colour of corn
his golden crowning glory
the only bright thing

For The Weekend

Komodo

carpe diem


why not come with me
to see  komodo dragon
you said you loved me

Bird On A Wire

This is a response to Grace's amusing post on dverse requesting us to write poetry to Brooke Shaden's photographs.This one is called

"The  Almost  Circus Act With Invisible Audience"

what these two dropkicks don't know
is that circus chick
is never going to fall off the tight rope
into the drink
despite both  their  attempts to unseat her

the invisible audience will have to find
a new act to drool over
this one is past its expiry date

Apple Tree

colour of your cheeks
pink apple on soft white skin
beautiful memere

all the lovely ones
now departed leaves on our
family apple tree

Parasite

3 WW

a mini vampire sucker
it almost explodes engorged
with stolen blood

the most dangerous insect
causing more deaths in the world
than any other

adequate protection may keep you safe
unless you are someone who it
finds absolutely  irresistible 

it will perform any miracle
to crawl into your bed
even chomp  through a mosquito net
to get to you then death buzz
sweet nothings in your ear
before its final fatal thrust

Raphael

poetry jam



raphael's two angels
gracing t shirts
gift cards and posters
are better known
than his madonna

they look wistfully
up at the clouds
at the virgin
and the boy child

but in reality they
were two pudgy
street urchins
eyeing off the pastries
in a baker's shop

remove their shirts
capture the moment
attach wings
in brush strokes

et voila
you have a masterpiece
if you are an italian genius

Autumn

carpe diem


jumping knee deep in
crisp crackling russet red leaves
memories of childhood

Close

city life is close
we need our space  we don't talk
we just give a nod

Red Wine

ub40 song
red red wine good memories
lifetime ago now

Haiku Horizons

city space is small
no room for a garden so
this will have to do





want to stay happy?
keep living in your own space
kiss next door neighbours

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

i will make a space
for you in my house somewhere
over the rainbow

a pink teapot life
between the daddy long legs
and dusty cobwebs

Time Out

carpe diem

try to understand
shrouds have no pockets for a
very good reason

Pulp Fiction

carpe diem

squeezed like an orange
every ounce of juice removed
there was nothing left

Behold The Lord High Executioner

defer
defer
to the lord high executioner
a survival technique
she has failed to learn

defer
defer
bowing and scraping
to the feudal lord

pointless

if you are unlucky enough
to be shopping in martin place
on the wrong day

a random beheading
could be yours
courtesy of IS
western sydney branch

(brought to you
by the religion of peace)

Thought For The Day




i've got a little list
iv'e got a little list
sang ASIO...Australian Security Intelligence Organisation
and it's growing





19th September
The Federal Police foiled a plot to publicly execute, by beheading, a random member of the public,in Martin Place Sydney by the terrorist group IS. The event was to be televised and shown on you tube with the victim draped in an Islamic flag,

Scavengers

carpe diem


the big crows are back
scavengers of carrion
bloodied beaks and wings

For The Weekend

Nonsense Verse

sir cedric and his kitty cat
decided to move into a flat
twas very small contained indeed
the castle  much bigger for his needs

kitty cat became so strange
lost his bearings  very vague
sir cedric walked around and round
searching for specs upon the ground

kitty cat became a mad sad shadow
a wide eyed pushkin stalking sparrows
sometimes nitetime when all was dark
they would walk together in the park

look at the moon  and say their prayers
to find ced's specs and shoes in pairs
which may be hidden in tweetie's cage
nemo's fish tank or a pot of sage

they never did find their long lost things
so in the end they just played on swings
settled down did housework in twos
without ced's specs or pairs of shoes

Waiting

haiku horizons

been waiting a while
tell me how long's the train been
gone i need to know






train ride of shame
a one way ticket to hell
no return journey

Mikado Ants

three little maids from
school are we carrying leaves
on the old oak tree

we must hurry for our tea
yes three little maids are we

one green leaf for you
yum yum, another one  for
you miss soon yeti sun

we must run before it rains
yes three little maids are we

it's late afternoon
must be home before it's dark
leaves as umbrellas

what a lark fun in the park
yes three little maids are we

River

an avalanche struck
grief crushed her, king hit, she cried
a river of tears

Entree

 hairy breezy monstrous

floating in her soup
a hairy caterpillar
eww monstrous she cried
breezy waiter says it's cool
the latest french foodie fad

Thorn Harvest

nasty types
who sow wheat
will reap thorns
feigning
thorns are soft stems of lilies
all goodness and purity
never being able to explain
the scratch marks
that cross hatch
most of their skin

Carpe Diem

so interesting
hard to keep her eyes open
he did not notice

Schnukiputzi

serial bunny killer
pink ears suit him, looks real cute
in his tutu too

Travel Tale

tables by the pool
dining under umbrellas
on a very hot day

he sat demolishing
his juicy steak dish
con giusto

she maneouvred
the fork slowly under her
black covering
on the long journey
upwards to her mouth

how will she manage a drink

i thought of that cattle dog
left in the sun
chained to a fence post
in an elizabethan collar
unable to get to his water
in the outback

Buddha

so incongruous
in my bush garden gum trees
and kookaburras

Dancin' Done

carpe diem


hittin' the dance floor
to this two years ago how
times have changed quickly

it's never the same
when you go back trying to
regain the magic

Spinning Song

carpe diem


some fun times back then
you filled my days with sheer joy
fleeting but lovely

Hildegarde Von Bingen

Poets United...Mid Week Motif


1000 years is a long wait for sainthood
 tsk hildegarde did no one teach you

to flutter your eyelashes
to immerse yourself
in overpowering  fragrance of
faux manipulative gentleness

to feign awe at every utterance
the rooster makes to maintain
a good pecking order in the hen house

saint theresa of avila
with her orgasmic manifestations
of divine love gained her sainthood much sooner
just 40 years after her death

yours only came 1000 years later
thanks to an unpopular but brilliantly enlightened german pope

what did all the maths music philosophy brilliance  etc
achieve
apart from the admiration of a few strong erudite women
and even fewer men.

dear saint hildegarde
will your sainthood be instrumental in releasing that iron fisted
stranglehold on womens'  throats by the sons of adam?
if god is a man your intercession stategies
may need to take a different approach
even if god is a woman i still don't like your chances

Tolstoy

haiku horizons


tolstoy at his best
train being the solution
for obsessive love

Hot Spring

carpe diem

a piping hot bath
my version of a hot spring
fizz in foam bubbles

Desert Sparkles

blossoming briefly
spectacular then nothing
just two prickly pear

Sofala In Spring

it has been very dry
the wide brown land
is becoming even browner




cherry blossom
still struggles in the dry

sofala is
one of those places
you never make the time
to take the turn off
and check it out








last week i did



 


sat down by the creek for a while
pondered the possibility of finding gold
no not this trip girlie




sofala

the oldest surviving
gold mining town in oz
1888 pop 25000
1988 pop 72 




someone still lives
in the postmaster's house
probably doesn't have ten children
like he did








artists have always
been drawn to this area
i suppose sofala does have a certain charm
still largely in tact






Daid Hill Blue Mountains Artist



no discipline problems here
primitive but effective methods
it's the aussie way

Cro Butterfly Strokes

Use the 12 given words  to write 4 haiku...Carpe Diem

mirror leaves rain
butterfly chrysanthemums breeze
star clouds ocean
daisies cowshed secret 



cro swims in wet leaves
the pool a murky mirror
in the pouring rain

cro butterfly strokes
chrysanthemums adorn his
knitted breezy trunks 

gets out of the pool
the feint stars blinking through clouds
to cook ocean trout

secret recipe
is hidden in the cowshed
under the daisies

Night Call Of The Lugubrious Loon

the loons and the goons
tried to humiliate him
his response tres apt

a known survivor
call him indestructible
chortles and guffaws