Illumination

March 14, 2014March 14, 2014 / Robert / 5 Comments

Dull sounds of a car radio;
Swishing, vibrating, idling noise;
Clear morning sun illuminates.

Again so quickly?

March 2, 2014 / Robert / 5 Comments

Hissing thickness beyond ear lugs,
Rasping, body wrenching, throat burn.
Thinking suspended; time slows down.
Aching bones, soreness deep in joints.
Sleepless rumination filled nights.
Sneezing coughing humanity.

Our roses are red

February 22, 2014February 22, 2014 / Robert / 2 Comments

Our roses are white,
Petals feather light
Our roses are red,
Is it now we wed?

The 418

February 19, 2014September 27, 2014 / Robert / 8 Comments

Warm, wet, watch,
Wait. Early or late?
Here at last.
Shuffle step.
De de-de-de.
Beeeeeeeep.
Shhhhhhhh.
Whir-whir, whir-whir.
Thrown in seat.
Stop. Chug-chug chug-chug,
Start, err rer rer rer,
Bounce bob,
Whir-whir whir-whir
Sway, lurch, stop.
Shhhhhh.
Beeeeeeeep.

Loop ’til D’Hill

Freedom within

February 12, 2014September 27, 2014 / Robert / 2 Comments

Progress smothering nature,
Gaia’s screaming in anguish,
Cars cruise, collide, crash and crunch.
I cringe in concrete canyons,
Hard soulless windows watch on.
Kerb calamity beckons,
Artificial high awaits.
Downfall to the high elect,
Will this nightmare ever end,
Not with the current party,
Silence, cruelty, no comment,
Double dissolution time?
Free to believe in being.

Wilderness

February 11, 2014September 27, 2014 / Robert / 4 Comments

Wilderness within my mind,
Thoughts held for eternity,
Caught in cobwebs of confusion,
Foregone, forever forgotten.

Repurposed

February 8, 2014September 27, 2014 / Robert / 2 Comments

Shallow cast-iron bowl sits
Upon a pedestal, black,
Surmounted by smaller urn,
Silver metal sphere within.
Water fell from one t’other.
Home now to Sylvan trailing.

Grave Blue Yonder

February 4, 2014September 27, 2014 / Robert / 4 Comments

Earth’s clear blue eyes hint at fathomless depths,
Ripples sparkle by moonlight, in sunshine,
Zigzag squiggles dance to an unheard song,
Rainbow patterns entice the weary soul.

Bubbles show momentary glimpse below,
Effervescent beads surge upwards, pop, pop.
Eddies undulate to sooth, to caress,
Soft touch belies a harsh fatality.

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Why have trees near power lines?

February 2, 2014February 2, 2014 / Robert / 6 Comments

Spring’s chainsaw time;
Each year bottlebrush’s limbs
Brutally sacked,
Savagely hacked.
By Summer time
New growth’s dense
Chance to recover’s immense.
Why have trees near power lines?