Girl power

July 6, 2016 at 7:38 am | Posted in Short Story | 4 Comments
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Girl Power Med Empire

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Girl evades giant Pac-Man.

Girl wins 300 metre dash.

Girl meets boy.

Girl starts BBQ fire.

Girl wins see-saw game.

Girl wins swimming competition.

What a fun, successful and totally empowering day!

Brought to you by Imagine Day the book.

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Temerity prayer

May 4, 2016 at 9:35 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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Target audience.

God grant me

the serenity

to forgive people

I can change;

courage

to take out those

I cannot

and wisdom

to know the difference

at 1200 metres

in fading light

with a 10 km crosswind.

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Paedophile blues

January 29, 2016 at 10:44 am | Posted in Poem | 2 Comments
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Hey

there,

mis-

ter

scout-

mas-

ter;

sittin’

in

the

dock.

Bet

you

did-

n’t

bank

on

this,

when

you

grabbed

my

attention.

 

 

Bitter lemon

January 22, 2016 at 8:12 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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I asked the grocer

why he was selling just

USA

lemons.

He said the sun had

fried all the flowers in

Queensland.

A melancholy

Eureka.

 

Alcohold

December 15, 2015 at 8:05 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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Alcohol’s a millstone

That drags you to the deep.

It poisons all your daytimes,

And Alptraums your sleep.

It steals ‘fun’ from your future,

Yet when it comes it’s gone.

And if you ever get there,

You’ll find that there is none.

Today is what you make it:

Thy Heaven, Earth or Hell.

But if you try to fake it,

It’s the most broken spell.

 

 

Hoarse play

November 2, 2015 at 10:20 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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Let’s go bash

a horse about!

Dress up,

drink down

and bet

and shout.

And if

perchance

it falls down

dead,

forswear your heart

and lose your head.

Farther lee

September 6, 2015 at 11:37 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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Parentless husband.

And father to none.

No gift but the present.

The future undone.

Pic by H is for Home.

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Memento Maurie

May 26, 2015 at 6:04 pm | Posted in Poem | 7 Comments
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Undertaker

gifts me a

branded

pen.

Lest

I

forget?

To write

dead

letters?

Or just for

next time.

Bright eyed

May 14, 2015 at 9:40 am | Posted in Poem | 6 Comments
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Greek neighbour phones re

my dead father’s lawn.

A deadly brown thing

manifested at dawn.

‘Maybe he possum …

or maybe he dog.

When you are come here

to take a the look?’

Rain on the freeway.

Pain in my head.

When will I run out

of things to be dead?!

Under the plum tree,

next to the tap.

Your finest form broken

by trauma and snap.

One bright eye skyward,

fresh blood at your nose.

Muscles and tendons

now framing your pose.

My hand in a bag

(might you have the mange?)

But as I approach,

a feeling so strange.

If I touch your paw,

will you leap up and sprint?

I gaze at your iris …

Was that just a glint?!

Could you surprise me

with vigour and bite?

I wait and I hope –

but you died in the night.

I wrap you and bin you

and roll you to kerb.

I’d rather be stroking

that tail so superb.

I go tell the neighbour

and drive home alone.

I wish you’d done 60

in that 50 zone.

Pic by Wildlife Spotter.

Clearing house

May 14, 2015 at 7:08 am | Posted in Poem | 7 Comments
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Dead dad Yahoo note.


‘Your Fun folder is empty.’


Way to sum it up.

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