Stairway To Heaven

Poetic Asides Prompt 29 ' Steps '


The stairway to heaven
is not what it seems
It is climbed by dullards
taking measured steps
tripping over themselves

Pathetic,self delusional and mediocre
these unfortunate clods
are only able to present a poor pastiche
of their aspirations built on
A flimsy house of cards

Unable to unlock stick insect limbs
to leap bound or frolic in joy
They conspire to cripple those who can
plotting from their joyless lairs
breathing depressing drivel
on to the page with tedious regularity

In Cold Blood

I listened
The stories were mesmerising
of the survivors in Mumbai

Vicariously I experienced
the suspense, the terror

But, most terrifying was the response
from the middle class Anglosaxon wife
who watched her husband's murder
her demeanour au naturelle medicated calm

her countenance understanding and kindness
who held no animosity for the terrorists
poor sad and ignorant people

My eyes widen and emerge like stalks
Aghast
I look at him
He looks at me slightly bemused
and takes my hand tenderly
Eyes filled with gratitude

A Bad Paint Job

What is the antidote
to painting a study
Green?
The wrong green
Bilious green
Colour of the poison poet
manic depressive malcontent
a half price special
in a third world hardware store
Antidote
obliterate the bad paint job
defiling the walls
with fine art and fine books
Small mosaics of hideousness
still peep through
but go almost unnoticed
Or
you could always repaint it
I don't think so

La Nina

Saturday
Lying on a banana lounge
in the late afternoon
after hours of macheting and mulching
looking up at a blue blue sky
fringed by purple jacaranda
and large red chinese umbrellas
offset with green foliage
sipping a shandy
flopped in a sarong
listening to the feint hum of cicadas
watching a spider spin its web
in the stillness of the heat
I was happier than I have been for a long time
How could I be this lucky

Sunday
Rain storm and wind
A tree crashes on to the fence
the goats have got into the garden
I left the washing out overnight
The overflow pipe fell off the tank
A bright green frog sits in the toilet
pretending to be invisible
La nina
La nina
La nina
Nasty bitch
You've followed me here
How could I be this unlucky

For The Weekend

" I Do "

Wordle by BTP
" I Do "

She had resurfaced triumphantly
after an unceremonious and very public
Dumping
If she had been passed over
again this time
she may as well have hit
the bottle
turned into an old boiler lush
cupped her nibclunks in her hands
and hung herself from a forklift
over an ash-pit
But, this persistently patient lass
stayed awake and alert
Her procrastinating Prince finally proposed
and the world awaits the April wedding

For The Weekend

Congratulations to Matthew McDonald on being
the first Australian to become a principal
of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.