Sunday, 15 July 2018

Great Knot

We drove down the gravel road
Parked in a shaded spot close
To the path over the dunes
Binoculars and notepads
In our eager hands

Wooden slats wired together
To climb up over the dunes
Julie held tight to my hand
As the sea breeze blew head on
The low shining sands

Carefully we clambered down
To the beach spread out all round
Waves washed in with furious might
Shorebirds scampering with glee
Across wide wetlands

We walked down to the surfs edge
Hoping to spy a Great Knot
To tick off our life's list
As birdwatching was our game
We were holding hands

A place to sit we did find
To get the birds used to us
Eyes searching every group
As birds got back to work
We checked whole wide strand

Birds patterning sky above
Others feeding at shores edge
One jumped to avoid the spray
"That's it" Julie simply said
Voice almost offhand

I checked, she was right of course
As the seas spray pushed them back
Several Knots were down there
Julie simply took some shots
Camera in hand

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Saturday, 14 July 2018

Come back soon

I had you in my arms
And was kissing your lips
A hologram to hold
My darling petite fleur
For in my mind you were

There! Your familiar scent
Warm breath now on my face
So nestled close to you
Caressed your warm brown skin
Then felt you touch my chin

You're my garden in bloom
But cold like tundra's wind
My lifelong quest fulfilled
To find you standing tall
Oh, that would crown it all

Will you ever return?
To park your spirit here
Singing silly love songs
That anyone can hear
Come back soon, please be near

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Wednesday, 11 July 2018

Love the city

Love the city
Nobody knows me here
Traffic thrums
Footsteps drum
On the sidewalk below

I walk the street 
And I tap my feet
In a dance
Without a glance
From other passers by

They're in a rush
To avoid the crush
Get to work
Which I avoid 
I live without a care

I lie of course
I sit here alone
By the wall 
With a wooden bowl
For cash to drop right in

There's a sign
I've scrawled some words
"Lost my job
My house and home
Please help me start again"

I like this place
It is no disgrace
In this town
To show the world
There's room for everyone

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Sunday, 8 July 2018

Wife's pillow talk

It's been years since I visited
Jim's old farmhouse in the hills
Kept a room for visitors
Not strewn with work and old bills

Room with carpet on the floor
Grandfather clock ticking away
Cabinet with china and glass
Booze too for the special days

Shed and stores were all outside
One hand mown lawn that was neat
Tractors, boats a car or two
Showed class to visiting elite

Electric storm hit one spring day
Ten turbulent minutes enough
To wreck all he had built up
For him to quit; man so tough

Seeing all he had lost in one day
No longer had lust for life
Gave it up bought house in town
Died years before his good wife

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How I remember Annabel
Whose green eyes I first caught at school
I walked her home and at her porch
Did kiss her lips which was so cool

Promised to see me the next day
But then she turned and went on in
I felt so sad under the eaves
So turned and ran home with a grin

"You forgot the bread" My Mum said
"Had to go to the corner shop"
"Sorry Mum, I met this girl"
She smiled, smoothed my hair on top

That night I slept, but tossed and turned
Wondering what gift for her to make
As her birthday was coming soon
Seventeen candles on the cake

So walked next day to pick her up
At the porch rang bell to her house
Her dad said she gone with Jack White
That rocked me, "Jack White, you're a louse!"

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Saturday, 7 July 2018

Husband's away

Good morning day
What can I say?
Husband's away
My day to play

He was grumpy
Made me jumpy
Called me lumpy
Now I'm frumpy

Shouldn't bother
Got another
He's a mover
Perfect lover

Oh what a day
What can I say?
Husband's away
My day's okay!

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Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Lady Liberty

Oh what false people we are
To wave a flag of freedom
Then deny it to those that come
Hand in hand with their children

Whether to the United States
Or far flung Australia
Lady Liberty hides her face
As migrants treated like scum

Children cry all by themselves
Bright eyes now filled with tears
They'll remember all their lives
Perhaps one day they'll vote too

Some internees now self harm
As courage and hope are lost
Bright futures now fade to gray
As local people greet the day

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