Poetry

“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance”

- Carl Sandburg

Observations

“You see, but you do not observe” -

Sherlock Holmes explains to Watson the difference between “seeing” and “observing” - ‘A Scandal in Bohemia’

 

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A Passive Aggressive Protest

Bus trips are like visiting the zoo, you wittness all different types of creatures and the behaviours they have developed to manage their way through their environment.

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Bus Zoo
Bus Zoo

Bus trips are like visiting the zoo, you wittness all different types of creatures and the behaviours they have developed to manage their way through their environment.

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Band Practice

School bag slung off your shoulder and saxophone case in hand.

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Musings

A period of reflection or thought

 

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Thursday 18 March 2021

The revolving door of the office block I work in is like a metaphor for my current life.

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Time, Trees, and Bees
Time, Trees, and Bees

Her time signature is different from that of the humans. They buzz about her like flies buzz about humans.

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The Moments
The Moments

There are moments when the reality of life presses hard against us.

When our path to the future disappears and there seems to be no purpose or vision to light the way.

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Meanderings

Following the slow winding flow of life’s journey

 

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There is a Goanna in the classroom

Phillip was a harmless good natured young boy and John was a naïve new comer.

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It’s a Matter of Perspective
It’s a Matter of Perspective

I was astounded. This is my home he is referring to. What does he mean by “god-forsaken?”

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The Weigh-in
The Weigh-in

Every week we go through the same process, and every week we end up with the same result. Understanding why is beyond the reasoning of a 10 year old boy.

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Short Stories

Following the slow winding flow of life’s journey

 

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The Ballard of The Prince of Light
The Ballard of The Prince of Light

The Queen of Light shall not exist within your loving eyes.

Both pupils blind will be your fate, your vision I despise.

Take the voice from both adulterers and turn it into a scream

And cast it to the howling winds to haunt your nights and dreams.

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The Chilly Winds of Change
The Chilly Winds of Change

The daunting August winds of change bring with them the warm sweet aroma of Spring.

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