in a world of chaos
in a world of horror
glimmers of joy
can be found everywhere
like lilies amongst the thorns
in the random acts of kindness
of strangers
in the kindness and love
of those whom we will never meet
whose words give us hope
in the beauty of nature
in the love of our furry friends
they can't take that away from us
good will triumph over evil
it may take a while
consequences
a grinning demented old man
riddled with brain rot
sitting in the whitehouse
humming
south of the border
down mexico way
just in case
brain rot is contagious
no kissing
chroma
descriptive name
for bella rosella
not italian but a true blue
aussie
COLD IS
a cold beer
or chilled wine
with a plate of
sydney rock oysters
at doyles watsons bay
on a summers day
SHADORMA
GEORGEOUS AUSSIE
rosella
our local parrot
beautiful
colourful
nature's gift to inspire us
to write poetry
there's no need
for a hairdressing
appointment
in the town
when you can have your hair washed
by robert redford
here comes
a poltergeist
as a new president
in an uneasy world right now
hang on
take care
danger ahead
democracy could die
you all fought so hard for it once
good luck
are lax these days
kids have no respect for rules
discipline is necessary
at home
thus are
the consequences
you get people voting for
an imbecile like this
for president
a president
who thinks the matterhorn
is in canada
once
her beacon
stood high
shining bright
now on low battery
flickering
almost out
too true
could not happen
in a previous time
changes must be made
to stop convicted felons
becoming president
https://mymindmappings.com/2025/01/16/thursday-inspiration-drain-the-swamp/#comment
PLEASE READ FANDANGO'S POST
home made house
dont buy anything
you can make yourself
enforced creativity
diy was the order of the day
so home
was colourful original and cosy
it's where i learned you could
make a silk purse
out of a sow's ear
and i did
over and over again
thanks nana
TANKA
needs to happen more often
relief and repair
like the deer she will give thanks
for these small simple pleasures
with my first pay
only a print of course
a half a century ago
good grief !
she lives
in the kitchen
a bit faded and worn
holding bitter sweet memories
like me
the heart remembers
your excitement
at your first visit to a supermarket
wheeling a trolley made you feel
like a rich woman you said
the heart remembers
the little beggar boy who gave me
a plaited leather bracelet as a gift
i still have it
the heart remembers
the joy on your face
eating your first ice cream
at the age of fifty
the heart remembers
being a fairy godmother
to you all
making your lives easier
making you happy
it was a privilege and an honour
is far too busy
no matter how i try
to simplify it
people dream
of taking holidays
of visiting exotic places
of attending interesting events
i dream
of drinking a cup of tea
while it is still hot
it has been so long
her great comfort and joy
and all of it free
her friend ronnie rosella
knew how to live
gave her advice
found it pleasing to give
humans are tricky
it has to be said
flowers bring beauty
not tears or dread
take pleasure in animals
a gift from God above
we can learn a lot from them
they know how to love
CINQUAIN
this poem
is written for
darling marmalade boy
without whom my life would have been
empty
