Buffeted by the breeze,
Stars bob upon the trees.
Rose tinted petals fall,
Flittering to rest; small.
Featherlight on the ground;
Confetti all around.
Poetry
Beyond silly
While eating lunch I noticed the misuse of the word passed on this sandwich board. On her way out, a fellow patron corrected the spelling without removing the ‘ed’. The result, an equally ambiguous message.
Rose Bay Resident
Leave city bustle and tours,
Head over to the eastern shores,
To enjoy a rosy afternoon.
If you don’t leave too soon,
This bayside resident you’ll meet;
Eats à la carte; Pelican Pete.
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Wisteria
The intonation of the word wisteria
Perfectly describing the feather light
Undulations of magnificent blooms.
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I love you because
You won’t put a doormat at the front door; in case someone steals it.
Worm’s eye view
Chinoiserie memory;
Marble veined
Mellow yellow,
Crazed glaze
China blue.
Bluesy Tuesday
Mind weary
Eyes teary
Vision bleary
Work dreary
Bluesy Tuesday
Can’t see clearly
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A new perspective
Once came a man with head of greed,
High and mighty upon his steed.
Bewitched was he by ancient glades,
Of purple caps and orange blades.
While here he learned that riches sought
Are worthless when life is so short.
Homeward bound his heart filled with gold,
A new perspective to be told.
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Far from home
Lone visitor, a clown,
Left to own devices
On a street of vices.
An unfamiliar town.
Enticed as music woos,
Sway in time with the beat.
Too chilled to go and eat,
Perfect night for the blues.
To leave, it seems too soon.
Cars go by with whishes
To the clink of dishes,
By the light of the moon.
Restless nights; a strange bed,
Dubious caffeine fix
Is no help as time ticks.
Pleased to go home instead.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
Space
Many a time, as a child, did I lie
Back aground gazing up high to the sky.
Dinosaurs, elephants; continents too
Drifting so slowly ‘gainst heavenly blue.
So long did I stay that time slipped away;
No troubles here; wish forever to stay.
For life in the moment, gone is the past.
Being present; the way to make life last.
Knowing and accepting myself is key
For me to connect with humanity.
Around me life’s lived at dizzying pace,
It’s challenging to find a quiet space.
I savour life’s many wonders; behold
Life shines bright when embraced, try to be bold.
All, it seemed lay outside when I was small.
Now, I know place to look’s inside us all.
Oft times I ponder the future, a dream
Of what could be; borne upon a moon beam.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
