A faded barn / set back / from the road / unnoticed / except for / a photographer lugging a tripod, / a poet lugging words, / several nests of m…
I look at you with / Your cameras and trinkets, / Your bits and pieces, / Your luggage, / Your souvenirs / Your faces. And I wonder what yo…
this poem is inspired by and dedicated to elleboitse’s picture – ‘Boy Begging’ / / / / © photogenique (dave peddie): using this poem, or any part thereof, for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action. /
the hogs they are a squealin’ / cause they miss you so / the cows won’t give milk / the corn it won’t grow
SORRY FRIENDS!! Had to lighten up a bit and throw down some lines of real hokey, tear jerkin’, dye in the wool, heart breakin’ country style lyrics just for the fun of it. So remember – read it with a real slow southern drawl and get out a hanky. This poor guy’s life is in the outhouse.
I’m proud to be an Australian / And be there on Anzac Day / To give praise to those who gave their lives / So as we can be here today
Written by my Father for Australia day
No debts no bills to leave behind / only the country lane will weep
Inspired by the photo / Country Lane by Steven Sass / / It struck me that the title conjures up the picturesque traditional English country lane but I feel our Australian version infinitely better. No wonder our men have wandered them for two centuries or more!
*“the simple fact is, the resources and money is there to help the third world. but they spend it on weapons. they do not care for us, an…
open up your heart to feel the magic of the mist / open up your ears to hear the mountains call
Another poem inspired by a Bubbler’s art Great Alpine Road – Victoria – Australia by the wonderful Phillip Johnson / The most wonderful place in the world I long to be. Enjoy the magic of the mist! ♥
Let’s get out of this town.
Down A Country Road / There will be treasures along the way / Treasures of perfection / Magnificence of the day Green trees gathered to…
Thank you, Judi…..Please check out Judi Taylor’s other awesome artwork on the RB
in my minds eye remains the memory / of soft green velvet blankets / covering the hills and valley of my home the sun is shining a brill…
Which country I am talking about?
I know you read THIS, I am FINE if you are not leaving any Comment.
Another First!!- actually got into the top ten of a challenge – It was the Country Bumpkin Sunflower Challenge- thankyou everyone who vot…
My home is in the country, it stands upon a hill / I blew in on the wind, and I stay here still / The years have come, and the years have g…
Inspired by my surrounds, here in Albury NSW. An example of the country os shown here Dead trees lotter the landscape and always make me wonder about there past. The ones that remain standing even many years after they have died represent pride and determination to me.
Biscuit & blue / I see you / left over from centuries ago
The wonderful Darren Stones put up a shot about Benella and these words filled me [as they do!] Enjoy! ♥ [Word of warning – watch out for the cops in Benella – they think they’re from LA or NY & you’re the next terrorist set to use their airstrip! well they were 15 years ago! lol ☺]
your hand is perfect
Breathless / Scorched / Arid / Dry Parched / Cracked / Harsh / Sky Grit / Resolve / Struggle / Why? A brave face masks / a silent cry …
Written as a response to David Haviland’s image The Big Dry ... as confronting as these images of drought can be, one has to live in it – breathe it, taste it, smell it – to appreciate what the farmers face in these conditions. Thanks for bringing it to our screens Dave. Now entered in the It’s All About Australia Challenge …
when You lose the one you love
/ blue dreams by keith r. williams
Australian Travel Photography and Writing Victoria’s Alpine Region (summer)
Australian Travel Photography and Writing / Victoria’s Alpine Region (summer) See also my Winter in the Region Australian Travel Photography & Writing post
“He’s a spy for every country.” “He lifeguards in the summertime on the beaches of Australia.” “He delivers ice cream to camels in …
This is a short story & potential childrens’ book or at least a potential beginning to an extremely interesting book for children. I can only imagine once wonderful illustrations were added by just the right artist/artists that this may be a really big seller. The strengths of this story are as follows: spirited, creative, daring, dynamic, dreams, energy, interesting, lively, unusual, Santa topic, exotic,different & fun!
A walk down memory lane at the Warren County Fair…
We went to the county fair tonight where I was bombarded with memories; visual, auditory, tactile, taste and olfactory. It was sensory overload and I was catapulted back in time to the years my family and I spent at the fair every summer. Day in and day out for 6 days and nights, no matter the weather. My brothers entered calves and pigs, I entered sheep one year. Can’t remember if I placed or not, I just remember knowing that afterward I had to sell them. I was never good at letting go and I’m not sure it has gotten any easier over the years. This work is probably testimony to that. My melancholy meanderings express childhood wonder and adult loss. My dad is gone, both brothers have moved away and mom, my husband and I remain planted in the heartland. I uprooted for a time but am grafted back in, longing for the fullness of the family vine. Oh, how my sensitivity to thought, emotion and memory can be my biggest strength, yet my worst weakness; my best friend and my worst enemy. Tonight I suppose it is somewhere in between. It is an enemy when I allow it to capture me and pull me down into the depths for too long. It is a friend when it reminds me who I am and where I come from. It is a friend when it reveals color, light, music, wonder, cool breezes, love of family, the earth and animals. It is a friend when it is for a moment or for a night, but then let go in my dreams. When I awaken to a new day and see there is a life to live; and that life is informed by my past but not lost or stuck in it.
he was a devilish old man / with a white beard growing long / a guitar on his back / singing a country song / writes his own music / some sad…
Collaborative work of Kevin Mawson & Sally Omar / / / kevinmawson
Emaciated masses messing with minds, / controlling and needling needy hearts / into numb necrophilia, / by way of mangled / cordial nuance / ...
I began to explore Australia when I left…
Sometimes you have to experience ‘the other’ to fully recognise ‘the unique’... / Perhaps a little simplistic and a lot cliched… but truthful nonetheless.
I live for the High Country / the wide open plains in the sky / where you can clear your mind / and do nothing more than just be!
Again Richard Stanley has inspired poetry from me with his vision of Main Range, KNP / / the top of the Australian world! / there are the visions of the mountains and then there are the visions of the High Country and then there is this blissful vision of the High Plains! / I will go there! I will! I will! / Thank you for this inspirational vision! Chookas! ♥
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