Rallentanda
Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Danse Macabre
the dead
summoned from their graves
party and dance all night long
in the morning they return
to wait another year
midweek motif - Poets United
Tuesday, October 29, 2019
Blue Sky Smiling At Me
artificial distances
will always be with us
the pecking order
has existed
since the stone age
money and power always rule
regardless of the swapping of
controlling hands
anything that threatens the status quo
is eradicated on either side of politics
revolutions ultimately make little difference
they dilute themselves eventually
to revert to the same old regime values
again in a different guise
the oppressed taking on the role
of the conqueror without jackboots
under the " freedom for all " flag
meaning (people who think like us )
our barbecues at the beach life style
confuses the issue
makes it even more sinister
and harder for folk to detect
fascism in the sunshine
under blue skies
"Key terms in metamodernism are dialogue, reconstruction, collaboration, interdisciplinary and transmedia work (collaborations across academic disciplines or creative genres/modes), inter- and hyper-textuality (the creation of new texts through the interaction of existing texts), generative paradox, generative ambiguity, simultaneity, engagement rather than exhibitionism, and, more broadly, the collapsing of artificial distances between concepts and people."
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Sunday, October 27, 2019
OctPoWrimo _ Days 27 - 31
Day 27

How did I get here?
my father used to say
at the end of world war 2
when he stumbled out of the jungle
my mother was the first woman
he clapped eyes on
he was joking ( i think )
Day 28
Mending the Broken Places
when your ego is battered and bruised
when you are past your expiry date
tossed away like a sucked orange
you need a kind loving person
to mend your spirit
bring light back into your life
this is not always possible
so
get yourself a big squidgy ginger cat
write poetry listen to music
cultivate a small herb pot garden
live by the sea swim with the fish
enjoy watching the wonders of nature
at the beach

(the lifeguard is a very interesting species to observe)
Day 29
Lightness Of Being
not much lightness
in being these days
in fact
quite unbearably weighty with problems
still
believe it or not
there has never been a better time
in human history to be alive
Day 30
Me or Who am I

i am solitary
a bit of a hermit
i am happiest swimming in the sea
or writing poems
i am out of step with the modern age
a dinosaur
an anachronism
in the grand scheme of things
my significance amounts to nought
i am but a mere grain of sand in a vast desert
but having said that
out of the 6 billion people on this planet
no one marinates olives better than i do
Day 31
Finding Peace
my grandfather used to say
the most important thing in life
is to be able to sleep soundly at night
with a clear conscience
he set that example
for all of us
a simple gentle soul
who fought in 2 world wars
and slept like a log
Thank you, Morgan Dragonwillow, Michelle Vecchitto, Esther Jones, and Maria L. Berg for hosting this month-long poetry challenge.

How did I get here?
my father used to say
at the end of world war 2
when he stumbled out of the jungle
my mother was the first woman
he clapped eyes on
he was joking ( i think )
Day 28
Mending the Broken Places
when your ego is battered and bruised
when you are past your expiry date
tossed away like a sucked orange
you need a kind loving person
to mend your spirit
bring light back into your life
this is not always possible
so
get yourself a big squidgy ginger cat
write poetry listen to music
cultivate a small herb pot garden
live by the sea swim with the fish
enjoy watching the wonders of nature
at the beach

(the lifeguard is a very interesting species to observe)
Day 29
Lightness Of Being
not much lightness
in being these days
in fact
quite unbearably weighty with problems
still
believe it or not
there has never been a better time
in human history to be alive
Day 30
Me or Who am I

i am solitary
a bit of a hermit
i am happiest swimming in the sea
or writing poems
i am out of step with the modern age
a dinosaur
an anachronism
in the grand scheme of things
my significance amounts to nought
i am but a mere grain of sand in a vast desert
but having said that
out of the 6 billion people on this planet
no one marinates olives better than i do
Day 31
Finding Peace
my grandfather used to say
the most important thing in life
is to be able to sleep soundly at night
with a clear conscience
he set that example
for all of us
a simple gentle soul
who fought in 2 world wars
and slept like a log
Thank you, Morgan Dragonwillow, Michelle Vecchitto, Esther Jones, and Maria L. Berg for hosting this month-long poetry challenge.
Thursday, October 24, 2019
Wednesday, October 23, 2019
Forgiveness

be deaf
to the insults hurt and humiliation
ignore the betrayals
without thoughts of revenge
know this has happened
to the best of us
the perpetrators are to be pitied
forgive if you think they deserve another chance
if not most importantly forget
forget they even exist
remove them from your thoughts and life
inner peace is too precious a gift
to be compromised
Midweek Motif- Poets Inited
Sunday, October 20, 2019
OctPoWrimo 2019 - Week 4
Day 21
Screaming into the wind

screaming into the wind
the sailing boats
carried our ancestors
in chains from afar
a recalcitrant lot
not deferential
irreverent
known for giving their betters
the aussie salute
the legacy still lingers

Day 22
broken pieces

the japanese
fill the cracks with gold
to restore broken bowls
kintsugi

the recyclists
use discarded beer and wine bottles
to make beautiful windows
kashikoi
Day 23
Fur Babies

an endless source of comfort
affection and squidgy cuddles
marmalade boy purrs loudly like a steam engine
sprawled out diagonally across the queen size bed
dreaming of fresh salmon and shrimp
oblivious to the fact that lady bountiful
provider of his lavish sybaritic life style
panderer to his every whim
is unable to get into her own bed
Day 24
BREATHING
her passion was as important
as breathing to her
she spent years of hard work
dedicated to achieving her goal
thought of nothing else
it was at the forefront of her existence
the idea
of not continuing
of giving up her dream
was unthinkable
she came so close
to getting what she wanted
she faltered briefly
that's all it took
she lost everything
she didn't die
it just felt that way for a while
she still keeps on breathing
Day 25
White

Cinquain
snow white
has a wild side
not all sweetness and light
hanging out with the 7 dwarves
bad move
Day 26
What has been unspoken

what has been unspoken
between us will remain so
it serves no purpose to speak now
after so long a silence
time to go our separate ways
time to let go
Friday, October 18, 2019
Bobby Caldwell - What You Won't Do For Love (Slayd5000)
Shadorma
friday night
best night of the week
thoughts of you
blissing out
on man's awesome legacy
jazz and all that jazz
Mini weekend challenge with Sherry Blue Sky
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
Wednesday, October 16, 2019
Midweek Motif _ Poets United
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
RESPONSE
this is just to say
i am making lobster mornay tonight
with a fresh green salad
followed by
fresh fruit berry salad
with mango and passionfruit icream
forgive me
for not offering you any
it tastes delicious
goes spiffingly with chilled champagne
and you're not getting any of that either
Sunday, October 13, 2019
Sunday Muse # 77

this very latest
creative approach to discipline
(very popular in sweden }
gives a new meaning to ' time out '
replacing strict outdated methods
such as
sitting on the naughty step for ten minutes
or no tv for an hour
the odd passing pantechnicon
wild bears and wolves
could prove to be a slight problem
but then risk taking is part of the journey
confronting your demons is the way
to overcome them
besides there is plenty of fresh air
with views to inspire a connection
to the environment and reflect on profound concepts
which is what we all know children love to do
if only they were not distracted by traditional subjects
like reading writng and arithmetic or
discipline of any kind
best of all on' time out'
you don't have to go to school
tolerate relics of a past age
boring teachers lecturing you
on
why you shouldn't take drugs
why you shouldn't bully others
why you shouldn't light wild fires in the school holidays
or
why you shouldn't snatch handbags from old ladies in the mall
worst of all
there are too many politically incorrect teachers
espousing oppressive fanatically religious based attitudes
such as
why you shouldn't have sex before the age of ten
why you have to wait until high school before participating in
the very popular sex ed lesson of slipping the condoms over the banana
poor kids
all these restrictions
this haranguing just goes on and on and on
with any luck in some enlightened country
traditional school subjects and school will be banned forever
and of course there will be research to show how much
happier well adjusted and better informed the kids will be
running free frolicking naked in the forest practising their sign language
because no one can read spell or write anymore
in the progressive institutions of la la land
Saturday, October 12, 2019
OctPoWrimo 2019 - Week 3
Day 13
hugging a tree

An avenue of ancient trees destroyed
Anzac Parade Sydney Australia.
instead of skipping
round and round the mulberry bush
hug a tree instead
cos if we keep chopping the trees all down
we'll surely all be dead
so kindly heed this warning
politicians and developers out there
decimating the poor old trees
without a thought or care
money and votes wont protect you
when your final day has come
burning in hell for eternity
means you're really just plain dumb
Day 14
Mother Earth

a mother earth personality type
she was not
she could create thunder and lightning
with a single look
high drama was the genre
of the family theatre
each player deserving of
an academy award
(myself included)
we are alike in many ways
we clashed terrribly
mount vesuvius meets krakatoa
but her heart was in the right place
she did her best
she was a good person
Day 15

Mother May I
remind you that what you told me was untrue
i was not delivered by the stork
and you did not find me in the cabbage patch
because i remember clearly being dropped into the marigolds
by a flock of doves
Day 16
Father Time
a thank you from
a grateful and loving son
what better way to spend
quality time with your dad
than in carnegie hall
performing together
an experience of a life time
for Lang Guo - ren
his beaming smile says it all
Lang Lang's father gave up his job as a policeman in a rural area to move to a city where Lang lang could study the piano and pursue his dream They lived in poverty for many years. His mother could not go with them because she had to help support them in her present employment.They were separated for about seven years.
Day 17
Family

undoubtedly
the most difficult
decision to make
to cut that cord
she wouldn't do it
the destructive family member
who keeps deliberately punching holes
in the life raft
must be cast adrift
for the sake and survival of the others
she wouldn't do it
the result
a toxic miserable dysfunctional family
a nightmare - a living hell
and for what ?
he is in his forties now
she is still bailing him out of trouble
Day 18
My First Disappointment

snooping around
in nana's wonderland wardrobe
i saw the dress - yellow and beautiful
on christmas day under the tree
it was wrapped in a box with a handwritten card
from santa
my little heart sank like a stone
i was seven - bingo the penny dropped
never let on for years
that i knew who was eating the cake
and drinking the port left out by the fireplace
on christmas eve - it wasn't santa
Day 19
Purple

singapore orchids
purple my morning
the oranges all aglow
a spring greeting
after a long winter
Day 20
Mountains or Oceans

the miles tick over
on my old red clunker
alternating between
the bush and the sea
best of both worlds
the ancient plains
meet
the south pacific
one day
when i am unable to drive
long distances anymore
i will have to choose

my old red clunker (hand painted)
hugging a tree

An avenue of ancient trees destroyed
Anzac Parade Sydney Australia.
instead of skipping
round and round the mulberry bush
hug a tree instead
cos if we keep chopping the trees all down
we'll surely all be dead
so kindly heed this warning
politicians and developers out there
decimating the poor old trees
without a thought or care
money and votes wont protect you
when your final day has come
burning in hell for eternity
means you're really just plain dumb
Day 14
Mother Earth

a mother earth personality type
she was not
she could create thunder and lightning
with a single look
high drama was the genre
of the family theatre
each player deserving of
an academy award
(myself included)
we are alike in many ways
we clashed terrribly
mount vesuvius meets krakatoa
but her heart was in the right place
she did her best
she was a good person
Day 15

Mother May I
remind you that what you told me was untrue
i was not delivered by the stork
and you did not find me in the cabbage patch
because i remember clearly being dropped into the marigolds
by a flock of doves
Day 16
Father Time
a thank you from
a grateful and loving son
what better way to spend
quality time with your dad
than in carnegie hall
performing together
an experience of a life time
for Lang Guo - ren
his beaming smile says it all
Lang Lang's father gave up his job as a policeman in a rural area to move to a city where Lang lang could study the piano and pursue his dream They lived in poverty for many years. His mother could not go with them because she had to help support them in her present employment.They were separated for about seven years.
Day 17
Family

undoubtedly
the most difficult
decision to make
to cut that cord
she wouldn't do it
the destructive family member
who keeps deliberately punching holes
in the life raft
must be cast adrift
for the sake and survival of the others
she wouldn't do it
the result
a toxic miserable dysfunctional family
a nightmare - a living hell
and for what ?
he is in his forties now
she is still bailing him out of trouble
Day 18
My First Disappointment

snooping around
in nana's wonderland wardrobe
i saw the dress - yellow and beautiful
on christmas day under the tree
it was wrapped in a box with a handwritten card
from santa
my little heart sank like a stone
i was seven - bingo the penny dropped
never let on for years
that i knew who was eating the cake
and drinking the port left out by the fireplace
on christmas eve - it wasn't santa
Day 19
Purple

singapore orchids
purple my morning
the oranges all aglow
a spring greeting
after a long winter
Day 20
Mountains or Oceans

the miles tick over
on my old red clunker
alternating between
the bush and the sea
best of both worlds
the ancient plains
meet
the south pacific
one day
when i am unable to drive
long distances anymore
i will have to choose
my old red clunker (hand painted)
Friday, October 11, 2019
Octpowrimo 2019
Day 12

Black is the Colour
this takes me back to the time
we livcd in paddo as students
all those years ago
you had just discovered counter tenors
you said you would perform with him one day
and you did
you did everything you said
you were ever going to do
ran into you decades later
you had not aged much
but you were unrecognisable
that warm funny person
who used to sing on the stone wall
outside the church waiting for the bus
had disappeared
the rock solid success
had come at a price
the chill and indifference
were palpable
for the first time
i warmed to my failure and began
to cherish my uneventful life
Wild Friday with Saana Rizvi - Poets United

Black is the Colour
this takes me back to the time
we livcd in paddo as students
all those years ago
you had just discovered counter tenors
you said you would perform with him one day
and you did
you did everything you said
you were ever going to do
ran into you decades later
you had not aged much
but you were unrecognisable
that warm funny person
who used to sing on the stone wall
outside the church waiting for the bus
had disappeared
the rock solid success
had come at a price
the chill and indifference
were palpable
for the first time
i warmed to my failure and began
to cherish my uneventful life
Wild Friday with Saana Rizvi - Poets United
Tuesday, October 8, 2019
Everyday Living

everyday living for the modern day superwoman or
how to ensure balmy behaviour in advanced age
they did it
she did it
i did it
some of us are still doing it
no one knows how
because it's not humanly possible
yet somehow we survive
i wonder
if it takes a toll on our sanity
at some point later on
please excuse me for a moment
i need to make a call to the police
i think the sock thief is back
i can hear rummaging in the drawers


Poets United - Midweek Motif
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Carpe Diem Meditation # 105
Friday, October 4, 2019
Octpowrimo 2019 Week 2

starts 1:38
Day 8 - scent
October
The Season Of Poetry
scent of a woman
great movie
great tango dancing
oh
that could have been me
too many years ago
oh well
perhaps i am exaggerating slightly
she is much more demure
besides i always had a tendency
to lead
to take charge
al pacino might not like being swung around
like a rag doll
by an aussie outback sheila
ho hum
curled up in bed watching this
in oversized animal print flannellette pyjamas
woolly socks with marmalade boy
a gal can still dream
sigh
anyway al pacino is blind
so i could be in with a chance
oh dear
Day 9
A Cinquain
What do you see?

i see
a huge struggle
to survive here on earth
our progeny will not thank us
good luck!
Day 10
Touch
Vladimir Horowitz ( 1903 - 1989 )
Cinquains
no one
has his deft touch
just inspirational
he will will not pass this way again
farewell
maestro
extraordinaire
you've given us so much
too few have even heard of you
pity
Day 11 - Silence or Noise
Shadorma

city life
rush hour traffic noise
crowds and stress
outback life
peace and quiet with no people
no water either
the silence
of the dying lambs
dead cattle
shrivelled crops
ongoing drought down under
farmers pray for rain
Tuesday, October 1, 2019
OctPoWrimo 2019

Day One
Dark Night Of The Soul
she can still hear
the lonely train whistle
puncturing the night sadness
clickety clack clickety clack
it sped along
lights in the distance whizzing by
face pressed to the window
hugging her little suitcase
heading for the unknown
no one waved goodbye
Day 2
Changeling

who am i?
this beautiful angelic child
a picture of innocence
must have have been stolen by demons
and substituted with a changeling
causing untold suffering to most of the world
Day 3
Womb
a cosy kitchen
the womb of a home
where life boils and bubbles
with good conversation laughs and drinks
whilst peeling the vegetables
Day 4.
Cage - Pewter Silver or Gold

Michael Leunig-another loser has-been fades into obscurity
some cages
are more comfortable than others
nevertheless
all are still prisons
freedom is precious
best fly into obscurity
ignoring the taunts of' ' loser '
by those rattling their expensive chains
Day 5
Doorway - opened or closed

he was always mindful
about caring for his old friends
including them in his good fortune
on his way up the ladder
when he lost his wealth
on his way back down
they were nowhere to be found
all doors were closed to him
life - the reality version
Day 6
Out Of The Blue
blast from the past
greetings from a hermit
a message from dodo
sent this pic
from Saint Ninian's cave
it took a visit to the austere saint's bleak outpost
in the north sea to prod his memory
still
she was pleased to hear from the extinct bird
he had not forgotten her
a pebble smiley is
a nice celtic 'thought that counts' gesture
however

red roses -
expensive ones
(lots of them:)
uplifts the mood state
to a greater spiritual height
for a blue lady
of frankish papist disposition:)

Day 7
Tongue

this chameleon beauty
can zap a cricket
with its magical tongue
in an instant
a great testament
to the supreme artist and grand designer
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