ANGELA THE CHICKEN

April 19, 2014September 14, 2015 / Robert / Leave a comment

This is a funny poem and a serious message, perfect for Easter.

Caught up

April 15, 2014September 28, 2014 / Robert / 5 Comments

When the everyday pushes down,
Weighting shoulders, raising a frown,
Life seems to be a gloomy town.

Experience for me has shown,
Lifting spirits is f’all to own,
Take cares high above to be flown.

Memory clouds

April 7, 2014 / Robert / Leave a comment

Forgotten photo I.D. in Sydney;
Misplaced memory triggered to dawn.
An afternoon years ago, friends of three;
Forgotten party tickets in Melbourne.
Emotions: panic; anger; disbelief.
Denominators: time; cabs; cash; relief.

Between worlds

March 30, 2014 / Robert / 3 Comments

Ghostly gripping chill
Engulfing the land;
Eerie light and dark
Worm within without.

Time stands; hearts beat still;
None escape this gaze.
What phantom is this
With woe riddled words?

Hands a fraction move,
To break the silence,
Clouds clear to reveal
Rosy cheeks anew.

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.