new coolness
autumn deepens
dry grasses
there's a new coolness
time to store away the fans
bring out the heaters
they will not be used often
in this warming climate
autumn has always
carried a tinge of sadness
the end of summer
autumn deepens as the months
approach winter dark
there's no dry grass here
floods and more floods everywhere
warragamba dam peaking
floods surrounding areas
climate change is here to stay
DAY 8
midday turns into midnight
the solar eclipse
all the mystery has gone
would have been more fun and scary
when it meant a visit from the dark force
or that the world was going to end
the sophisticatd and scientifically informed
scoff at these primitive notions
as for those poetric types
some are staying inside]
with their cats
lights on
rattling their rosary beads
waiting for it to be over
DAY 9
ODE TO MY BED PILLOWS
i hold you close
at night
my comfort
my refuge
my joy
i am loathe to leave you every day
i look forward to returning to you
every night
i love you
DAY 10
enough of this cheery badinage
he would say
no one had a clue what he was on about
a delightful eccentric in 1975
i miss him as he was
i miss all of us as we were
age
is not kind to hippies
DAY 11....APRIL (what it means to me )
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april love
pat boone singing corny songs
1957
april showers
an understatement
in sydney at the moment
(floods )
april is poetry month
masochists writing
more than one poem a day
at 3am - exhausting but fun
shakespeare's birthday
swimming season over
coooler weather
bringing out the woolly socks
an overall tinge of sadness
heralding
the coming days of winter
Apologies LOL
DAY 12
my marmalade boy
could convince anyone
that he could do anything
he convinced me that
he could only eat red salmon
fresh prawns and chicken
DAY 13....POETS and STORYTELLERS UNITED
not so long ago
this could really happen to
long suffering wives
Simone de Bauvoir
had lots to say about this
in"The Second Sex"
simone changed our lives
girls of my generation
said no thanks no way
not bad for a guy
who writes books about lions
witches and wardrobes
DAY 14
i moaned
all afternoon
you did not come on time
i wont be able to shop it's
too late
i should
say thank you luv
this is my shopping mall
this does not happen here in OZ
it did
An old man's heart
quivers with memories
of younger days
miracles
none that i know of
not for me
anyway
i'm still alive i suppose
that's a miracle
YOUTH IS NATURE , AGE IS ART
cooler weather
time for a sweater and scarf
iris likes bangles
died last week at 102
the coolest chick in heaven
Iris Apfel (1921 - 2024 ) RIP
YOUTH IS NATURE, AGE IS ART
a fashion icon
designer and model
right until the end
creative innovative
a testament to old age
SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE
KIGO WORDS
"new coolness" (shinryoo early autumn )
"autumn colours"( shuushoku all autumn )
"remaining heat" ( zansho early autumn )
there's a new coolness
time to find some warmer clothes
where did she put them
it's the same thing every year
she must be more organised
autumn moves slowly
the leaves have not fallen yet
it will happen soon
autumn colours red and gold
something to look forward to
it is easter soon
the remaining heat is great
still swimming weather
it's your birthday on friday
seventy is not that old
he's a bookish bloke
loves red wine and camembert
a wine and cheese guy
Jonathan Wolstenholme
DAY 1 ...WORDLE
she sat by the
cedar framed window
looking out on to the ocean
time had passed quickly
she was pleased
her career choice
was not the cage of an office
cut throat and living by the sword
but instead playing the flute
and being a musician
DAY 2... A PLATONIC LOVE POEM
she was genuinely happy
for her dear friend
he had been through so much pain
finally he had found someone
who made him smile again
she knew it would never be her
sometimes in the dead of night
she found that hard to cope with
DAY 3
Write a Surreal Poem
the name conjures up
disbelief and horror
a kafkaesque nightmare
Q: Forsooth what manner of man is this
who carries his balls in parenthesis?
A: A virulent pestilence that bestrides
the world imagining himself to be a colossus
DAY 4...Alice in Wonderland
six impossible things
before breakfast
tis my morning routine
the norm for all the others
but not me
back to bed i go
to my safe haven
covers over my head
this world is no wonderland Alice
no not really
but it has to be better
than what's going on in the world now
DAY 5....SHADORMA
poets see
they have keen eyes for
shy beauty
even small
miniscule bits and pieces
which go unnoticed
by the blind
those who love mammon
consumers
addicted
to advertising wealth and
all things that glitter
DAY 6... WEIRD WISDOM
every week's a busy week
back to back medical appointments
shopping
cleaning
cooking
laundry
never ends
they say there are 24 hours in a day
well maybe once there was
but now
time has shortened
no one remembered to inform us
there's less time
more work
the rich get richer
the poor get poorer
and the poets
lose their marbles
DAY 7
CINQUAIN
earthquake
new york city
unusual event
good idea to get under
a table
nothings
going to ruin
our friday morning tea
we'll enjoy ourselves anyway
tant pis
The earthquake that struck the New York metropolitan area and the surrounding region on Friday morning left some New Yorkers shaken by the rare event but many others were unfazed – or even failed to notice it happened at all.
