Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Friday, September 6, 2013

September Heights



he went for a swim
all the water turned holy
bottled and sold it





traditions are fine
though some are ridiculous
morris dancing (cringe)





traditions die hard
song lines and dream time stories
poetry of life




the devils kitchen
tasmanian tourist spot
why is it called that?





goodbye was so hard
time cures all,well so they say
i am still waiting



sunday scribblings

they don't look like much
but they remind me of me
and this makes me sad



sunday scribblings

a beautiful load
but a load nevertheless
spring's just a season



she smiles with delight
a garland wreath in her hair
a special spring day







picasso's white dove
the famous symbol of peace
risible really

peace does not exist
the world is always at war
in some place somewhere

from the beginning
violence has existed
a human blemish

cain killing abel
started the ball rolling,since
then it has not stopped


For The Weekend





Thursday, September 5, 2013

Riddle

dverse

he has great legs
is clever and talented
has winning ways
loves adventure
is fond of crazy people
does not like red dragons
who use jonquils as spears
all the gals love him
one wants to whisk  him away
to a tropical island with her
it is worth throwing a party
even if he is the only one
who shows up






September Heights



good name for a scotch
one would have to drink a lot
to survive teaching

Just Because It Feels Like Friday

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

poetry jam: 3ww

chewing a wad of gum
spitting it out with disgust
at the sound of the police siren
pouting at the copper
to explain the rust bucket
might just work

Sunday, September 1, 2013

September Heights



not everybody
looks this good in ballet tights
Baryshnikov does




shades of boarding school
shepherds pie called dead nuns pie
charming little gels






i wait for silver
to brighten the dark dark clouds
it can't come too soon

i almost forgot
it is my nana's birthday
she's gold and silver



position vacant
wanted: guardian angel
cos mine has left me