Morning light breaches the UTS.
Buses halt in line, wait to disgorge
Passengers, to go about their day.
Central Park plants are poised to partake
Today of the sun’s life giving rays.
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Winter thoughts
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Winter thoughts
July has begun;
Unfinished projects silently calling.
Cold blue skies and sun;
Days spent, body of heaviness, hauling.
Mornings are chilling;
My get up and go has got up and gone
Unable unwilling;
Inner fitness battle needs to be won.
Clear chill evening air;
Eight weeks ’til Sydney starts to warm again.
Inspiration; where?
Revisiting, revising; learning reigns.
Peaceful moment
Loud country silence is heard.
Distant sounds; insects and birds.
Transition from day to night,
Air hinting of chill.
Softly bathed in Autumn light,
The landscape is still.
This peaceful moment was captured during a recent trip to Orange and Mudgee, five hours’ drive inland from Sydney.
Celebrate
At this time of year
My heartfelt greetings to all.
Celebrate with cheer.
In hope of peace, I call,
“Happiness is everyone’s right;
Live in love, in light”.
Warm wishes, Robert
Prickly Prima Donna
Ninety five percent of day, The epitome of calm;
Open, helpful, time for all.
As tiredness and workload mounts,
Only takes a look, a word:
(Grim genie unfurls slowly);
Heat building or voices too loud;
(Edging closer to release);
Interrupt or stand too close;
(Darkness oozes to stifle
My relaxed disposition).
Prickly Prima Donna’s out!
Unending madness ensues:
Unworthy; shame; guilt; despair.
Exit, take drama along.
Penning this poem is perfect
For regaining control. Back
Towards the bottle she goes.
Bargain price
Floppy poppies
In nature’s garish hues.
Triffid buds extend, hairy curlicues.
Bright anemone-like stamens entice
Tendrils shivering towards your voice,
Tantalisingly,
Audrey purrs, “feed me’s”.
Dark clouds
Cold stark towers of truth
Bear down on unwary.
Eyes downcast, mind elsewhere,
Moving forward somewhere,
About their busy ness,
Against wind, sunshine, rain;
Gloom pervading pain.
Fungus fright
Fergus B. Fotheringham
Feared fungus, frogs and lambs.
When excursions were planned,
Rambling ‘cross field and land,
There was ne’ery a doubt
He’d rather go without.
Perfumed pentagram
It’s spring again
We’re smiling again
There’s perfumed pentagrams
It’s spring again
Time to sing again
Jasmine from Petersham
Heralding Spring
Awake from your slumber,
Pink posies of life.
Reach high towards the sky,
Cherry blossoms forth.
Join in the call for Spring,
Sydney, Australia.
theINFP 