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It is what it is.

Callous is the day with the sun in the centre / And no shade to soften my reality bites / The shadows are short and the light is harsh / A…

the travelling salesman

the travelling salesman is quietly crushed / beneath the oversize suit and weight of expectancy / by the waiting for the day when his life …
Rooms for the memory by Michael Douglass

The Creator

gentle rain drifts from the heavens / grey clouds luminescent above / and kisses my cheek, burns my skin / softly dripping from my chin / t…
Napier cafe by Michael Douglass Colour by Michael Douglass Calendar Black & White by Michael Douglass Calendar Ikea Kvart Work Lamp $16.95 by Michael Douglass the sea by Michael Douglass

This string

This string of mine, / Of ours. / That leads away to the distance / Bright and lacking detail / Hazy phantoms down a sun drenched track / …
nothing is illuminated by Michael Douglass age nor time shall not weary us by Michael Douglass Adam II by Michael Douglass

Mountain Song

Come join me where I sit / My darling / I’m on the mountain top / It’s been a cold wait up here / Watching as you slowly approach / Time is…
adam by Michael Douglass Portrait with beanie by Michael Douglass Avril by Michael Douglass i'll do some drivin...you aught to get you some sleep by Michael Douglass bundanoon crossing by Michael Douglass Alexandria Portrait by Michael Douglass

own personal forever

i’d love to tell you about her… / once again he became animated, a hand gestured, his back straightened, eyes gleaming. but the…
facade with windows by Michael Douglass by the river by Michael Douglass untitled: road trip by Michael Douglass Fishing Boat: Jervis Bay by Michael Douglass

don’t raise your voice to the heavens / for you wont find a tune not been sung before / and that chorus of millions who perpetually w…

souls like bubbles

one night i walked on the harbour / where light posts spotted the ground / flung shimmering streaks across the water / and the space in bet…
Pulpit. Chapel, Port Arthur. by Michael Douglass

screaming dreaming

i wander into day then back to night / i notice no difference between / ‘cept day is ruled by a transient being / and the night is a…
sam #4 by Michael Douglass orange wall by Michael Douglass door and cables by Michael Douglass

email during peace time

it’s perfect drying weather here / suns out and it’s windy / so i just put on a load. / you will be pleased to know / i’m…

worlds

(Mature)
orange backed chairs by Michael Douglass

eulogy

try writing a little every day she had said. and i did, never guessing at the time, as i studied the curvature of her nostrils and their si…

an afternoon on the couch

it used to be falling you know? all the time falling. / the couch was putting me at ease, i shifted to gain more comfort. there was no repl…

i waited for an age / and an age is all it takes it seems / to make it apparent to me finally / (although to all others it already was) / t…

we live in bliss / fully aware of our ignorance / and happy to ignore the edge / of the knife we walk / every day / its an existence / as p…

brownie

two boys climbed a tree / and snaked along separate branches / not to tempt their fate or defy authority / but for the joy created from the…

it this it? …please tell me is this it? / on my knees i will wait if it helps / til the skin wears and the bone gives / just for a wo…

Three things flew out a window

In a crowd of stiff black and grey suits / I stopped and surveyed the scene / Of bobbing heads on clicking heels / Shoulders bumping and ca…
9pm by Michael Douglass departed by Michael Douglass people use stances III - the goth lovers by Michael Douglass sidewalk love by Michael Douglass paralysis I by Michael Douglass paralysis II by Michael Douglass

jade really showed me up. she displayed a strength of will i had never seen in her before, it surprised me. later i would stand alone in my…

chapter 15

peter do you know who i am? / peter hesitated for the briefest of mements. his eyes flicked towards the pale figure sitting in the corner t…

the bed less slept in

i have made my bed of bricks / it leads me to concentration. / shifting position becomes an art form / a depiction of grace and gentleness …
temporarily closed by Michael Douglass

love song for a suicide girl

at the shop, fingers flicking / searching for the saddest song / i watch from behind a discount stand / then buy the same cd / walking, the…
losing my integrity by Michael Douglass

all my friends

my friends are all bankers and lawyers and artists / cant throw a ball between them / but they can drink just fine / so i’ll meet you…

when you burn your fingers

life is tough / when you burn your fingers / its hard to concentrate / its hard to cook / you want to write, sure go ahead / in small burst…

entreat

what is this thing / that i wrestle / this dark unknown beast / large or small i dont know / except its my equal / to win or lose irrelevan…
Exit Music by Michael Douglass To pass between you and the sun by Michael Douglass Where the wild things grew by Michael Douglass

Note from memory II

We sat in the pub in silence. / And occasionally one of use would try to break it, how much she hated her boss, how much I needed to look f…

That we met

That we met. / By coincidence or fate or fortune or whatever I don’t know. / But I do know it was at a café. A shared interest……

Pennies Drop

I live in the noisiest city in the world, but we don’t really notice it. / No-one does. / Well no-one that lives here anyway. / Occas…

Note from memory

Tears welled gracefully / In the corners of her green eyes / So big and glistening, long lashes black / Then tickled onto her cheek / Whil…
Courier Martin Place by Michael Douglass

Half empty

rooms empty, halls hollow / a tap breaks the silence / with a drummers persistance / paper lays bare / all thought is banished / fleeting…

Introducing C

A long look between two faded yellow curtains into the glare outside. Sweat formed on Pete’s forehead like small clear pearls and his hands…
Play by Michael Douglass

Midsummer

Summer solstice marked the very beginning. It seemed fitting to leave on such a significant day, all of us taking it as a good omen that ad…
Pause by Michael Douglass

This is not a lovesong

It’s a scribble pad, better than cigarette packs, beer coasters, sticky notes, reciepts and serviettes. It holds no real value at the…

Slash of orange

Sweat joined with the swirls or red and strokes of black drying on the canvas face. The stench of oil and body fluids permeated the room, c…

Chasing the high

What vindictive pen writes my story / An Author / Draped in shadow and nightmares / Or one cast against blinding light, unseen. / What bea…

Love triangle

The paper and the paper clip we’re like chalk and cheese really. She loved words, all words, any words, happliy lying spreadeagled wh…

I smell a ghost

Mr Brown aged into the rut on his couch and thought how typical. Not even the narrator of my story knows my first name. He thought on this …

Ping Pong V

The man had lived in Despair for far to long now, walked it’s streets, knew it’s hills and valleys, dead ends, junctions and closed doors. …

Dad said

(Mature)

The Regaler

Before the Identification had occurred, the province was in a state of nervous waiting. The previous Regaler Jesus XVI was in his ninety-fo…

What Alice found there

Alice took a trip down a hole, her experience was colourful and exciting and it was for the better. / Johan Eckert was a miner. His experie…

Charlie

It seemed to Charlie that he sat in the centre of a cyclone. / Long slashes of brilliant colour circled and surrounded him. The air seemed …
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