Happy New Year

 

 https://twitter.com/i/status/1342026469728350211 

2020

annus horribilis

best buried and forgotten

Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille

MLMM

Sunday Muse # 140

 

 

 

 another christmas come and gone

a fridge groaning with leftovers

a sugar hit that could blow mount vesuvius 

crossed eyes from watching 25 thousand

episodes of the crown

especially lovely

the kind wishes from those i have never met 

but feel closer to than those i have

thank you dear ones 

and now for the next hurdle

new years eve

 

 

GLORIA IN EXCELSIS DEO. Antonio Vivaldi. Director: Antonio Fauró

 

Weekly Scribblings # 50

 

she is uneasy about her future

 trust in the lord

 he is with you

you are not alone

 whispered  the ancestors

 

 hopefully 

next week's joyous blessed event 

will bring out the best in everyone

where kindness and generosity

will prevail

 if only momentarily

hopefully

it will provide 

a distraction from the ominous reality

she feels  deep down in her bones

 of an uncertain new year

 

Take Care of Yourselves

Take Care of Others

Never underestimate the healing power of

Random Acts of Kindness

no matter how small

Merry Christmas Everyone !

O no John (arr. Eric Thiman) - Guildford Cathedral Choir (Barry Rose)

o no john no john no john no 

o memories of school days

so long ago

 o how i loved singing this song 

in the choir

o how i clung to music 

to sustain me in my sad times

all through my life

o well

sadness is part of life

i s'pose

o for the wings of a dove

o no not really

i hate flying 

o  my goodness

midnight already

o how time flies 

must sleep

nite

 

 

Weekly Scribblings # 49

 

 

Wordle # 218 MLMM

 

 yes 

the walls have ears

true to type he threw

a tirrivee tantrum

pulled out a clump of his hair

in a rage

and went on a doomscrolling bender

 

outside the weather was bleak

he tapped his fingers on  the desk to a drum roll rhythm

and came up with the perfect answer 

swimming

he would swim until he reached down under 

join men at work

become a super star

Yes

Walls

Rhythm

Swim

Doomscrolling

Clump

Outside

Type

Tirrivee

Perfect 

Answer

Down

 

Sunday Muse # 137 / Writers Pantry # 49

 Sevenling

 

a coat of paint

a bit of tidying up

 nice views acres of space

 

only an impractical fool 

with rocks in her head

would purchase this

 

i know -  c'est moi

 

Thompson Twins - Hold Me Now

Hold Me Now _ Challenge # 170

 

they made a life

a blursday life

flitting

here and there

those who wander are not always lost 

he grew old

she grew up

the sadness began

reality collided with dreams

 

hold me now

warm my heart

stay with me

hold me now

time is short

stay with me

until the end 

 

 https://youtu.be/S3HDdoy3T9c

Weekly Scribblings # 48

FOR THE WEEKEND

Home

 

the colours of home

nature's christmas palette

a parrot's delight

 

Troiku

the colours of home

nanas rosy apple cheeks and

rimless spectacles

nature's christmas palette

yellow wattles red gum flowers

raspberries and pink peppercorns

a parrots delight

gorging on unpicked olives

an expensive treat

Writers Pantry # 48

 

 

Colours Of Life Carpe Diem # 1839

 i thought

 you had a heart

i was wrong ( again)

 

you cannot dim

 the colours of my life

with your cruelty

 

i will  spend christmas

on a deserted beach and

 drink champagne with the seagulls

 

Writers Pantry # 47  PSU

 

 

 

Thanksgiving

                                 and little piggies do fly
 

 

 thanksgiving 

a celebration of the one way trip

the economically driven pilgrim fathers

had  more important things  than jesus

on their minds

 

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2020/sep/20/pilgrim-fathers-harsh-truths-amid-the-mayflower-myths-of-nationhood

 

 

Weekly Scribblings # 46

Madaari - The Extraordinary Journey Of The Fakir | Dhanush | Vishal D & ...

 

a mover and shaker 

bollywood's red hot dancer

fires up the spirit

if he gave lessons

i would sell my furniture

to pay for them

 

if i fell backwards

into his arms on the dance floor

would he catch me 

i will never know

  

Writers Pantry # 46

Weekly Scribblings # 45

 

 

Beautiful, YOU Are, by Magic Love Crow

“You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.”
~ Amy Bloom ~

 

 

stacy paints  some lovely pics

with black crows featuring quite a bit

she does a bit of this and that

winning prizes for her way out hats

reams of alfoil line her shelves

it's rumoured that she has 12 elves

she loans them out on christmas night

to santa for his long haul flight

Writers Pantry # 45

 Shadorma

far too cold

no one in today

been a year 

already

who knows what summer will bring

life's changed forever

 

Sunday Muse # 133

 

au clair de la lune

the candle light will soon

fizzle out quietly

unnoticed

never there

never remembered

Sydney Spring

 

a moment of joy

in a sad but lovely life

beautiful weather

Photo Challenge # 338 MLMM....Writers Pantry # 44 PSU

 

 

Brooke DiDonato

CANTERBURY TALES by Geoffrey Chaucer

The Millers Tale

 

 

15 This Absalom plumped down upon his knees,
    And said: "I am a lord in all degrees;
    For after this there may be better still
    Darling, my sweetest bird, I wait your will."
    The window she unbarred, and that in haste.
620          "Have done," said she, "come on, and do it fast,
    Before we're seen by any neighbour's eye."
          This Absalom did wipe his mouth all dry;
    Dark was the night as pitch, aye dark as coal,
    And through the window she put out her hole.
625    And Absalom no better felt nor worse,
    But with his mouth he kissed her naked arse
    Right greedily, before he knew of this.
    Aback he leapt- it seemed somehow amiss,
    For well he knew a woman has no beard;
630    He'd felt a thing all rough and longish haired,
    And said, "Oh fie, alas! What did I do?"
          "Teehee!" she laughed, and closed the window too;
    And Absalom went forth a sorry pace.
         
(now you know the origin of teehee... dates back to 1300 )

 

 

 

Cinquain 

too late

neighbour is there 

watching at the window

reputations will be ruined

oh fie

lit class

high lighted by

the raunchy millers tale

one reading never forgotten

tee hee

OctPoWriMo Day 29 -

 

 

 Day 29

 

   

 

with a hey ho

the wind and the rain

for the rain

it raineth every day

the washing is wet on the line

my bones are sodden with ache

la nina has arrived

with her giant watering can

drowning the harvest

 

it never ends

 

 

Day 30   cinquain

 

 

 sometimes 

life feels like this

you may be saved or not 

it depends on your connections

that's right

money makes the world go around

 

Day 31 

 

bye bye possums

same time

same place

next year

god willing

 

thank you

to the  lovely gentle soul dragonwillow

for all the inspiration

for providing a forum

to unzip our thoughts and feelings

by Morgan Dragonwillow

 

 

 

thank you 

to the other contributor poets

keep at it

keep going

keep safe

keep smiling

say hi to your mum

and bob's your uncle

 

 

OctPoWriMo Day 25 - 28

 

For Senator Susan Ryan a feminist and humanitarian extraordinaire

The female politician who changed Australia.

" A woman's place is any place where decisions are made"

RIP   1942 - 2020

 

 

 DAY 25  -  Trinity Form

 break the shackles

 break the rules

 fight for freedom

 we started it 

you finish it 

we are tired 

we are old 

you are young 

you keep going 

keep them onside

we are smarter

than they are

grandmas taught us

how to survive

their grandmas taught 

them survival strategies

we are strong 

we are champs

go for it

win win win 

 

 

DAY 26

 

 

 

youths the season made for joy

my spring has long since past

can still jump up and down

a vacuum in hand

i'm

the wonder woman cleaning band

balancing pots and pans

a poem germinating

in my housekeeper ears

keeping warm 

dancing

on a cold spring day

 

 DAY 27  - shadorma

such kindness

so unusual

a stranger

shows concern

it has been a long time since

she  touched someones heart

it feels bad

to know that no friends

are around

not great news

razor sharp  reality

and not a surprise well its true

so grandma was right 

after all 

so was mum 

these french chicks dont mess about 

call it like it is

 

DAY 28 

 

 1977 

scenario

sandra throwing bernard's 

designer clothes

into the street 

from the top balcony of her terrace

 

just happened to call by

 with the perfect sound track

 playing on my car radio for this drama 

 

   

 

43 years later 

the real life movie

still etched in my memory

makes me grin

 

 hilarious

wild times

bloody marvellous

Sunday Muse # 131

 

 

 mad artists

take a road trip to

anywhere

frieda  chain smokes 

dali forgot to pack his moustache maintenance kit

vincent has no driving license

 

 

crazy painters

a bizarre trio

bohemian types

smart enough to

leave space in the back seat 

to accomodate

their giant egos

 

Weekly Scribblings # 42 - PSU

 

lampshades

made from the  skins of jews 

horror

african skulls

used as ashtrays 

horror

rosary beads

made from human bones

horror

OctPoWriMo -Days 19 - 24

DAY 19

 

  

 FOR ALL THE POETS AND WRITERS

 

in my mind i go to lots of 

faraway places

foreign magical exotic and wild

all from the comfort 

of a big cosy bed

in the wonderful quiet of  night

in the early hours

transported by your words

 

i dont know you

i will  never meet you

but a writer's gift 

is beyond rubies

it fills a lot of empty spaces

with love

so

i thank you

 

Writers Pantry # 43

DAY 20

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 she cant feel my touch

how can i tell her 

we are both just stencils 

trapped on a brick wall

none of it real

an online fantasy

DAY  21 Shadorma 

 

 

take my hand

 i feel a bit sad 

hold me close 

for a while

lets listen to some good jazz

with a glass of wine 

 

DAY 22   Shadorma                                                                                                            

 

a leopard

never changes spots

its nature

stuck fast fixed

if you cannot cope with  heat

leave the hot kitchen

how often

does this still happen

dont do it

keep away

leopards are so seductive

don't encourage them

DAY 23 _ cinquain

  you know

there is a god

only a deity

could create perfection like a

mango 

DAY 24 - Cascade Form

these rocks are friends

they are stable

no surprises

 

their little faces

dont smile and bite simultaneously

these rocks are friends

 

they don't undermine

play cruel games

they are stable

 

you wont find a knife

in your back

no surprises

 

 

 

OctPoWriMo Day 14 - 18

DAY 14  Truth

 

 

 

 

 

 to thine own self be true

not always easy to do billy boy 

 

avoiding it because it is too painful

burying it under the floorboards

because it does not suit our situation

only to have it pop up again and again

when least wanted or expected

leads to mayhem in la vie interieure department

 

 time to

climb out from under the duvet 

prepare for reality battle

grab truth by its little horns

toss it in the air

watch it fly

play lots of Wagner

(the ride of the valkyries is a good one_)

practise warrior war cries

(never mind the neighbours)

face it full on

you will win 

and bob's your uncle:)

Weekly Scribblings PSU

 

 

 

  "I cant listen to that much Wagner.It brings on a sudden urge to invade Poland" Woody Allen 

 

 

 DAY 15 - Patience

Shadorma Form

no patience

it still eludes her

she tries  hard

always fails

a simmering volcano

she is not  a saint 

explosive

a ticking time bomb

boom kapow

dynamite

age has wearied her a bit

a good thing no doubt

 

 

DAY 16  Rondolet

 

you were not there

when i so needed your support

you were not there

your rejection of me unfair

you never gave me a kind thought

your insults and cruel jibes a sport

you were not there

  DAY 17  Magic

 the tango starts at 1:34

 

she couldn't dance the tango

(not like the lovely young donna)

but wanted to give it  a try

trip the light fantastic

with a sweet and gorgeous  guy

 

if ever she  meets al pacino

she will escort him  to the  floor 

 twirl with him to  a tango

impress the crowd  more more 

her name may not be donna

she may not be his type

but when they dance together

the stars become more bright

DAY 18

i walk the cliff top most days

to  breathe in the sea

sit on my little seat

fill my eyes with blue

and calm the dervishes

whirling in my soul

 

 a new sign has appeared

alas this is no longer

 my cherished place

of peace and respite 

i will find another

 

  

In crisis ? Call Lifeline now 131114

 

Horowitz - The 1968 TV Concert

 DAY 13

 

in an old beachside flat

with awful wallpaper 

i saw this performance

 on a small black and white tv 

half a century ago

 it changed me 

it changed my life 

 

saw it again today

for the first time 

since that evening 

was completely transported

back to that room

back to that time

and wept

and wept

OctPoWrimo 20

 

 

OctPoWriMo 2020 - week 2

 

 Day 8

 

Art- A van Son 

 

                traffic jam

        rush hour rain storm

       friday night in the city

       after a rotten week at work

          .. . .   what if  . . . . . .

       the grass is indeed greener

            on the other side

             only one way to

                  find out

                   

   Day 9

 

you have to be a genius or greek

to achieve the promethean task

of writing a  palindrome

must be the mediterranean diet

all that back to front zorba dancing

a history  drenched in retsina and ouzo

 

aussies are no good at doing back to front

but

we' re pretty good at anything upside down or loopy

(not necessarily loop poems: )

 

 

 

DAY 10  Alouette Form

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577577

 

it was november

she will always remember

the news hit her like a bomb

she struck back with might

and still continues to fight 

she will go down with aplomb

 

now it's october

and the worst may be over

pray for light to come along

things could be alright 

settle down in peace and quiet 

please god willing bring it on

DAY 11

 

 

                                                    The Sunday Muse # 129

American Sentence form

 diogenes

 couldn't find one

sorry my sweetheart

you wont either

Day 12 Cinquain

 

 

 

 

 christmas

will be here soon

wont be the same this year

no midnight mass or carol songs

sadly

mince pies

we still can buy

ive started already

nice with a cuppa before bed

nite nite

WALKING AWAY

 she walked away

 from everything

 family

friends

career

countries

political affiliations

ideologies

homes

jobs

lovers

husbands

everything

 

 until there was

 no one  and nothing left

to walk from

 

a rolling stone

gathers no moss

gathers no crap either

she found peace

she found freedom

and  wishes she had done it sooner

Weekly Scribblings # 40 PSU

OctPoWrimo 2020

DAY 1 Acrostic

 octpowrimo i forgot

 let me  mend my ways

 dense dora is stalking me these days 

 

 

Art - M Dragonwillow 

 

DAY 2  Haiku

 

vulnerable

i hide under the duvet

my bed my refuge

 

  Art -  M Dragonwillow

 

 DAY 3

 nanas  spring flowers

a profusion of colour

beauty in an old tin tub 

Art...M Dragonwillow 

 

 DAY 4

she  knows

he knows

one little star shine heart

looks up and dances to

his pied piper tune

keeping

those three verboten words

to herself

fearful of losing him

Heart Collage_ M Dragonwillow

 

DAY 5

     rustle of hearts on a sleeve
        time for a good red wine
           take off your specs
              friday night fun
                how about a
                   porpoise
                      kiss|

                      kiss
                      kiss
                      kiss
                      kiss
                      kiss
                      kiss
               porpoisekisses

 

 

 

DAY 6

bring me my bow of burning gold

bring me by arrows of desire

and did those feet in ancient times

walk upon englands green and pleasant land

unlikely

and certainly not in the last 500 years

DAY 7  Triolet

what did she learn from all the pain

that strife and sorrow's part of life

what did she learn from all the pain

traditions dropped tossed in the rain

a selfish world ruthless no shame

there's more to life than being a wife

what did  she learn from all her pain

that strife and sorrow's part of life

 

Writers Pantry # 41 PSU

 

      

 

 

 

 

Pod of dolphins spotted off the coast of Coogee, Australia | ABC Unwind ...

 

 

dolphins visit often
in the emerald city
we are truly blessed

Carpe Diem # 1839

A Day in Byron Bay

Nancy Wilson, When October Goes

 

 For Marguerite Eugenie Florrimonde

 

 when october goes winter is close

 her sweet sadness folded in russet leaves

 sprinkled across gardens 

and wind swept city streets 

 

 when she travels south 

she puts on her yellow wattle skirt 

places a hibiscus in her hair

 and smiles a lot at the sun

 

 the stork left me in the petunia patch

in october many years ago

my mother found me there

and kept me

 

 the stork returned 

said it was the wrong address

 my mother said bugger off 

she's my little october thrill

she's staying 

 

Weekly Scribblings # 39 ....OCTOBER THRILLS

Writers Pantry # 39

a splash of pink streaked
across the billowing clouds
another day gone

 

 

she learned to swim
at the bronte bogey hole
secrets still wedged in the rocks

 

 bedroom corner
looks like christmas all year round
at her place

 

 

still life with oranges
happiness in a kitchen
singapore orchids

 

 

 

 

Koshihimo

For Adele Alexandrine Ludivine

a baby sitter whenever needed
bearer of jars of delicious barley broth
fresh flowers picked from her tiny garden
fresh herbs and sometimes a small bottle
of eau de cologne

her granddaughter
always returned home to a
a pile of washing and ironing done
dusting? gasp !( who did that)
shopping coupons? (gasp !)
a gift of sensible stockings (gasp !)
a fifty dollar note in a birthday card
which she could little afford
from coins set aside all year
and countless other gifts and kindnesses
all accepted as a rite of passage

an expectation
blood being thicker than water
(so they say)
thinking it was  nothing extraordinary
until her selfish granddaughter learnt|
through her arduous journey in life

that it was extraordinary
that she was extraordinary
and with lasting regret
realising it far too late
when she had  already gone

Sunday Scribblings # 38

PSU