War confounded Her
In this world borders often change and with it new Land Lords
Records became lost or altered
She was forgotten
Awake or asleep,
I’m always running from something.
Full sail gross displays of self -destruct are played out on the public domain
No longer able to be contained she’s like a ship without a rudder
And her wooded surrounds that once spoke of rain bows have lost all colour and whisper of the unfamiliar, the dank and a sign post pointing Stockholm this way…
Tonight the air is chill, heavy,
pregnant with the incipient tears
of smoky clouds hanging off to the west.
Come on… give me a go
Suddenly out poured the remunerations of the universe an’ all…
Well it did my head in!
The world turns.
You hurt as you labor,
but still you live.
Spinal block or was it a rat a tap tap
It seems my legs are ambivalent
A periodic poke sets them straight
Do our lives, our health and relationships define us?
And what choices we can take do we make?
Presented with our midden heap do we carefully sieve it and have the courage to discard the rest
My kin have been here long, before… We are comfortable with fangs, fur,
with curved beaks, with the dark and the depths.
We taken and retraced innumerable steps.
Yesterday night I wrote a hilarious write
A true story so unbelievable that needs photos to prove me right.
It is about my family reunion’s planning getting wackier all the time
One talking about …
Been given birth to
Grown up without
Lost and finally come to realise that she must take heart
Now that I’m feelin’ that cold wind
blowin’ over my bed nights when I’m layin’ here
So is this it?
I’ve strategically placed them so they’d stay
AND all I’m left with is
The plaque stated all manner of facts… some truth be told others just pure fantasy
But hey whatever pulls your chain…
There once were two kitty cats
high on chocolate brownies
drowning them with green tea
for you know that they were having some fun
after coming from this marvelous party.
The kitty cats happened to be b…
A fist full of fivers
Chocka full of stew
Ain’t life grand?
… I reckon!
Today the shores seem empty
the ocean’s a little blue
The sea shells are silent
I wonder where the pelicans and seagulls
have gone silently to.
No mermaid has come a singing
their combs left astray on the …