To write winning poems when you are young bombastic adjectives must roll of your tongue: “winsome”, “alabaster”, don’t write from the heart but from a thesaurus, yes, go there to start. Give but scant attention, to meter or time, forget about iambs, just fret about rhyme. The judges are ageing, so woo them with pathos, […]
Read moreLove Poem #2
I wrote this poem on Tuesday night after getting off the phone to a friend from my home town of Adelaide. I haven’t written much poetry of late so this was welcome. I wasn’t going to put it up quite so soon, but what with the giddy feeling of being ‘freshly pressed’, I figure I […]
Read moreblack and white
The day is monochrome at dawn, the lightless night, of black and white, shows form, huddled, sleeping and warm, textures that are my life’s delight. Shrouded in black, a cold girl does lay, On crumpled sheets, she shivers, off-white, Her eyes, once green, are flinty grey, My eyes paint colour in the fading sight. The […]
Read moresoulful
the world’s own soul, it shines in you, as you swift and fleet from friend to place. your phoenix life in service spent- an inward-out beauty through and through secret source of strength, you stride and learn, and teach, and make, and do. unique and yet shared with so many, yourself is principle applied. the […]
Read moreinside out
Outside in the wild astride my bike I hold you goodbye and the wind cries mary while I bike away the future is written soon we will read of a muted parting a grey dumb dejection by a sculpture, there you kissed me last by a sculpture, you spoke for me I laughed I cried […]
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February 16, 2013 