Liji Beau

Liji, Liji Beau

Liji, Liji Beau

Where does all the food go?

Liji Beau

Whoopsy toopsy

Whoopsy toopsy

Bobbily boo

I done a big poopsy

And missed the loo

Couch Joey

 Cloud sack baby

Flops on a couch

Wants to be a wallaby 

In his Mother’s pouch

Silly Dad

Silly Daddy

Smelly socks

Naughty Daddy

Hairy jocks

Not a lot

 

I’m trying

That’s for sure.

I’m giving

All I’ve got.

A-merry-cana

Cool bananas 

Warm Bahamas 

Silly lamas 

Serious farmers

Bono

There once was a little dog Bono

Who to every question would answer “dunno?”

Anymore

“Don’t blow me any kisses”

You don’t want them anymore 

You loathe my little raspberries 

“Don’t blow them at the door”

Falling

Silly me sacrificing

Everything for thee

When all along I’m slaving

For naught but else than me

My Bread

The bread that feeds the will

Gives life to mortal me

The Lord the Word is still

Made flesh for all to see

Eaglehawk Neck

Eaglehawk Neck

Falconkite Lip

Tunaseal Leg

Jellyshark Hip

Gallery

Suddenly I’m standing

In an open gallery 

It looks to be expanding 

Much more than I can see

The Agony

The inner loss of losing you

Despite my love and plea

There is no greater agony

Than to lose your love for me

Longtime Walkabout

Bin up there walkabout 

Long time 

Bin lookin an thinkin

Long time

Wet and Wandering

Whither will I wander

In this weather well

Well will l wonder

Whether I be well

Burning

The ground is cracked

And baking bare

I stagger forward

Not knowing where

I head toward

This fatal day

On which I hoard

My deep dismay

Wannabeget

Woebegone tired

And worse for wear

I’m under the weather

With a Wobbegong stare

Night Alone

The day is gone

The night is home

I pray and mourn

And wait alone

Marigold Winter

My hens have stopped laying 

My bees only linger

My skinks are hibernating 

It’s past time for winter

Mercenary Love

You wanted me for what I could give you

You needed me just to make it through

You loved me for the promise of lifestyle

You went along with my big boy smile

Dancing

A starling murmuring

Pirouettes in flight 

A chattering of wing

Swooping round in fright 

Idol of my Heart

Supermassive black hole

Orbiting with all my soul

Spiralling galaxy

Falling in endlessly 

Trust and not just Tries

I want to write a poem

To put my mind at ease

I’m not like Jeroboam 

I’ve started keeping bees

Left to Be

You can’t love an empty shell

I’ve got no spark you see

You’ve tried much more than I can tell

You’re loathed and so lonely

The Sunset

The golden sun was sinking in the West,

And as it did so its brilliant colours glared in the eyes of a little child.

Comfort

Lord for the future though unknown

I cannot be afraid

For Thou hast promised all Thine own

Thine all-sufficient aid

Betty Eleanor Towns