I stand, somewhat wobbly, on my feetThe morning post the night beforeI haven’t had enough to eatA liquid diet (need some more)I down a glass in earnestnessAnd sense objection in your eyesDon't rid me of my pleasantnessOr you’ll regret what you decryWeakened, I sit on the couchAnd watch a bit of Morning ShowWhat did he … Continue reading Somewhat wobbly
Warm is a log fire Soft is milk with cream Gentle is a butterfly’s broad wings
Freedom stood upon the mountain top to view the rising sun That day he felt happy walking tall and straight The sun brought warmth to the travails of his fight A fight he’d surely ne’er for granted take Freedom looked down upon the villagers Within their village many roamed carefree But unlike Freedom they were unaware What they … Continue reading Freedom II
Black, white or brindle - oh, what do I care All living together - we breathe the same air Now old men with money raise protests with cunning What of the outcome? Down the barrel we stare Down the barrel we stare yet cannot see a thing Except for the throng - danger in story … Continue reading down the barrel
Militants have a mindset they follow There is one truth – opinion is hollow Newspeak* is the way Free thought so passé In their own limited language they wallow *In George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four Newspeak was the fictional language used by the ruling party to limit freedom of thought. It is now recognised … Continue reading Limerick XXI
She gave a press conference on broadcast TV She checked the journos to make sure they could see The look on her face Faking compassion and grace Oh how self-righteous our leaders can be
No longer do I travel far Or shed the world I stood to view No longer do I move outside The land I yearned and crooned and streamed No longer do I love for sake (True love found in inner feeling) No longer do I seek success Or look to sunshine’s inner glow For it … Continue reading Angst
Black lives matter - All lives matter from someone living in the most successful and harmonious multicultural nation in the world.
The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That … Continue reading Young men
Found this story in the news the other day. Follow the link and you'll see that the preparation for catastrophe was in place but the need (so far) has not been realised, as is shown in the link below. https://www.msn.com/en-au/news/melbourne/coronavirus-ward-created-to-treat-covid-19-patients-at-geelong-hospital-sits-empty-as-managers-hail-its-success/ar-BB13OtGh Kind of reminded me of the episode of Yes Minister where Bernard advises the Minister … Continue reading An empty hospital? Who’d have thought it?