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Tuesday, 27 August 2024

Thine


Taylor, Hudson, I longed to be. 
His work, the weight, I sought for me. 
A heavy yoke, I wore; not free, 
Until I saw his rest in Thee. 

The Crux and the Chrysalis


Meaning is excruciating. Reality is crucified.

The pain, "the Scroll of Life of the Lamb Slain," before the world came, is plain in existence.

Existence is suffering. Death is destiny.

Resurrection is written in blood, "in the blood of the eternal covenant".

Sunday, 18 August 2024

Solochosis


Like a gelded brumby, I fence-pace and spend long hours staring into the corner of this well-trodden mind.

I am captured and separated from my undomesticated kind.

Thursday, 8 August 2024

Soul’stice roots

This wet winter soul’stice, drenched by this incessant dripping; torrential memories of a million moments lost: the company of companions I used to hold, not dear enough; new acquaintances without the notice nor need to want us.

Saturday, 27 July 2024

Droubt


I'd unknow water writer bout

I done no war to right a droubt


Saturday, 13 July 2024

Inexplicable


I am a raft on the dark wading for land
I am adrift in this rift trying to plan
I row in my hope making a way
On a draft that parts where I hold no sway

Friday, 5 July 2024

Two Tails


Mickey Duck was dux of luck with a head of ears and size
His shorts of extroverted red and yellow boots were prized
His gloves of white were cleaned at night much like his feathered back
His Big Black Book and iconic look brought cheers from zealous eyes

Tuesday, 25 June 2024

Dollatry


Eye doll a tree that seeming wise
Is good for life and pleasing eyes
I know it good inverted vile
Evil in virtue I defile

With A Little Help From Hattie


What would you think if I wrote out of rhyme?
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll write you a poem
And I'll try not to verse absent-lee...

Sunday, 23 June 2024

Forgone


I dreamt of a home with a wife and a cot
I knew of no host with strife and a lot
I longed for a house with a love and a knot
I knew of no hole with a life and a clot

Saturday, 15 June 2024

Tribulation


Got to go down to turn and go up
My roller coaster no people line up
The remnant will fall about-face and refine
The test of the gold is the fire unkind

Yusuf


Something's not right, though it's more than a thing
Some things aren't right, though there are more than just some
This thing's got tight, though it's more than a sting
These things can't shiet, though there are some that just did

Wednesday, 12 June 2024

Sedimentary


Envy the bodily igneous
Born of red and river rock
I'm no island black or genius
They weighty wear with hardened care

Saturday, 8 June 2024

Dirt


The dust does not know
Though it desires to grow
The stone that will be
Or the sand by the sea

Friday, 7 June 2024

Chide


I'm not the poet, I am a poem
Loan behold I'm bought and sold
It's old to me this poetry
Mystery hides what history abides

Saturday, 1 June 2024

I resign


Waking in a wake
Walking to a wave
Weeping in a lake
Waiting on a lathe

Wednesday, 29 May 2024

Alex Graham McNulty


Alex-amber Rock-stone 
You stopped me with a start
I saw your name upon a bench
Without your beating heart

You-vee


Sunfalls on my balding skin
Soothing my autumn May within
Thinning idly away I be
Viz. visibly vis-à-vis me

Monday, 27 May 2024

Property


I feel my fingers fiercely
Folding, clenching tight
On naught besides myself
And these fists full of fright

Friday, 17 May 2024

What’s her name?


I walk beside my quiet brook 
And look and see what shapes she took 
Her movements shift each moment’s grace 
Each nook and bend, her peace and pace 

Friday, 10 May 2024

The Eel-Eagle One


It is not told that in after days
When of olde YHWH God made the heaven
And it is not written that following the beginning
And its seven
When began the rest of which all creatures sang—

Monday, 6 May 2024

Drowning Potsherds


If I pot this precious potoroo
Drenched it is with tears
Will this cursed ground release it
In the Jubilee of Years?

Thursday, 18 April 2024

One Sol


I missed my midday Summer skies
In the noon-grey of my long Julys
When days stopped short and dark dragged on
And I'd stay yet hide, though my leaves had died

Saturday, 13 April 2024

Joe-Peep

Papa Joe-peep has missed his sheep
And doesn’t know where to mind them
Make a new home and stay not alone
Awaiting their turns beside them

Friday, 12 April 2024

River Time


No sorries. No worries
Just joeys. Just Chloe's
It’s okay. It’s today
Tomorrow’s past will never last

Wednesday, 10 April 2024

My Roses


My roses were dead
My heart was blue
Was barely a beat
When I met you

Tuesday, 9 April 2024

In The End


Stars Shine
Sun is Fine
Time is Light
God is Mine

The Marks of Abel


An eastern barred and banned coot
Which hide in grass by day
Standing out in standing hay
Was spotted prey for sport and loot

Monday, 8 April 2024

Tumble Man


I pray to be a stone
Smooth by wear and chance
Exposing mineral bone
That makes the colours dance

Browns Tide


I am a river widening
Flowing to the sea
No one sees me emptying
The opening in me

The Nutter


The gumnut is my tree
Not tall and reaching far
Nor waving all about
Like a blowing, creaking lout

Monday, 26 June 2023

Drift


At 44, I snore late.
I’m half eighty-eight.
I might be a door weight. 
I know how to bore, mate.

Thursday, 22 June 2023

Awake


Amidst the dark and dead of night,

A thin red line ignites the sight.

It rises hot with hope and brings

Awakened day, and rising, sings.

Friday, 3 February 2023

Without doubt


 Dave without doubt

You are doubly stout

And tripley rare

With quadruplet care. 


Monday, 31 October 2022

Only Chloe


Oh, what’s the right gift for a Chloe?

It can’t be the same for a Joey?

It must be unique. It might need mystique.

It may even require something showy.

Mind the mess

 


Well, here we are in the mud

We tried to climb out with a thud

Thursday, 27 October 2022

Estranged


It is written

If your brother is distressed 

Bout what you eat or drink

You’re not properly dressed

In the love you often think

Sudden passings


Beloved puppy beyond my reach

My beautiful companion 

I laughed so where now is my speech

How did I you abandon 

Sunday, 16 October 2022

Toe-night


Nonight sweetheart, sleep tight tonight
Don’t forget to remember your tax could bite

Saturday, 1 October 2022

Two be


We could be two
If you wanted to

New muddle


A kiss and a cuddle

For the first of the muddle

And a cat on your lap

So you can’t do it back

Mud


These footsteps that you left here

In my mud strewn mire

You trudged upon my year

To aid my coastline dire 

Honey

It's funny

Just seen her

It's sunny

To meet her


Crying


No use in crying

Watch her walk away

No point in pining

Watch them turn away

Tuesday, 20 September 2022

I could tell a tale

 


Words can tend to fail

I want to say so much

I could tell a tale

Of Wendy’s golden touch

Friday, 16 September 2022

Beneath my floor


 Look beneath my fault and floor.

Meet someone else behind my door.


Monday, 12 September 2022

Susan


For me you’ve been a tree

Standing tall and strong

Stretching out to reach 

Me in my stricken song

Thursday, 3 February 2022

Jack-built


This is my house that Jack built
I'm not racked with guilt by the cracked tilt
My back is not wilted by the black silt
Though this is a house on a shack stilt

Monday, 31 January 2022

Neeping my kerve


I’ve got a lead deg
I can’t marely bove
But I’m stread hong
With prothing to nove

Friday, 28 January 2022