Poetry for thinkers

The Sofa

2012-02-10T15:04:00.000+13:00

So here we are again at weeks end I'm thinking of beer and BBQ Mountain bikes and fishing trips Friends and family over to eat Laughter and teasing over photos old Kids chasing kids and chasing dogs Screaming and giggling, fighting, running Sunlit tired bodies rest on the swing seat Desultory conversations about plans and ambitions Sudden animation as the truck pulls up outside Big men carry packages into the lounge When everyone leaves we can relax Turn on the TV and sit on our new sofa

A Working Week in Twelve Steps

2011-09-19T12:14:00.000+12:00

Monday Morning coffee Monthly meeting Minutes & agenda Motions Movements Monetary projections Maureen's leaving Money for gifts Memories shared Marzipan cake Mojitos after work Tuesday Transforming budgets Trialed ideas Tasting coffee Tasty treats Transporting product Training recruits Testing output Taking stock Travel home Taties & steak Thinking of bed Wednesday Weekly paper Wandering execs Whispered liaisons Weight watchers Wilted lettuce Wine with dinner Watch the news Wash the dishes Weighted eyes Washed bodies Wrapped warmly Thursday Trendy clothes Traditional methods Thorough cleaning Tasteful Decoration Ticked off bosses Tuned up workers Thrashing out issues Threatening letters Throbbing heads Tasty dinner Turning in early Friday Friendly greetings Final reports Fashion foobars Fancy lunches Finding parties Firing off emails Fixing computers Finishing early Friday drinks Fish & chips Finished.

Marakopa Waves

2011-09-05T11:59:00.002+12:00

Marakopa waves Barbed wire fences Choices we make Based on frames Of reference Choices dictated by Education and understanding Ethics put aside for Passions or not As need and desire dictate 6 foot waves or 5 metre fences What is the difference We can make? To thinking, understanding And decision making To enable ourselves And others To enjoy the waves.

Speaking to a group

2011-08-23T18:33:00.004+12:00

I cant help thinking
We speak a lot, whilst saying little
People talk to be heard, words fall like heavy rain
Numbing our senses & prohibiting thought
My mind screams out of the fog
Asking for peace & time to catch up
Do they take note of the sagging heads & drooping eyes
Surreptitious glances at watch & phone
I sit here as they think I'm taking notes
The world is a noisy place

Red Sands

2011-08-23T18:29:00.000+12:00

Red Sands
Stretching away miles
Interspersed with
Small hill and scrub
Land of lizard
And rainbow
Hunter stalks forward
Stops
One legged stance
Tastes the breeze
Creeping slowly
Toward dinner
Throws his spear

And still

2011-08-16T12:58:00.001+12:00

I write of love
and sun and sand
beaches and trees
green leaves and bbqs
snow storms in the south
as the weather crashes
Sunlight in the north
hot pools and hot lunches
much laughter over latte
groups of friends
spending time
and a dime or two
on clothes and play
to while away the day
before nights adventures
of dinner and romance
in simmering water
followed by walking
and talking
holding of hands
movies and popcorn
to follow with bed
to be warm and soporific
and still

Benefit

2011-08-15T10:42:00.001+12:00

Gambling is a way
to return to those
who pay our wages
the benefits attained
from our labors
which if I'm right
they already have

The Need to Gamble

2011-08-15T10:41:00.000+12:00

Gamblers and their needs
met by machine and card
costing bread and milk
taken from the mouths
of babies and parents
stolen funds and stolen lives
redeemed in bar and club
to feed the addiction
and compulsion of rich men
to make money from who and why?

Shames Reversal

2011-08-15T10:35:00.002+12:00

I got to thinking
About shame
& bad feeling

About how to shift
From bad to good
From wrong to right

About recognition
I got it wrong
I messed it up

About being mad at me
An end time
A new start

About conclusion
A timely reminder
To treat me gently

Nebulous

2011-06-13T16:25:00.001+12:00

Clouds of information streaming
From mouths to ears
Regurgitating air and noise
Overt politeness masking aggressive intent
And controlling ideology
Working through issues and tasks
Internal politics and alliances
Vying and jockeying for position
Interesting though it is
Really - what does it all mean?

The Meeting

2011-06-01T15:12:00.004+12:00

Cantankerous old men and silly girls
Flirting with wasting time as a distraction
From the important business of being alive
To serve those other lonely people
Who are spending money and time
In order to avoid the important business
Of being alive to serve mankind
In improving the lot of those
Even less fortunate
Who struggle
Simply to live

Comprehension

2011-03-23T13:03:00.001+13:00

I have to wonder
at man's propensity for trying
to control all things
that he might be in charge
even of the things
he did not create
striving to order
a world of perceived chaos
that he might
be able to understand
that which is beyond comprehension
and by this I mean
man himself

We will see what we see

2011-03-08T14:39:00.001+13:00

we will see what we see
what will be will be
to see daddy you must look as a child
fresh and free to observe and wonder
what is this thing that I see
My name is Lucy and I see what I see
What I see is beauty and funny and terribly interesting
I would like to see more of this and that
to explore with my eyes and my ears
my nose and my toes and my fingers too
to taste and smell and touch and feel
to hear and to see what I will see
this is the things that make me, me
I am Lucy you see
do you see me
am I pretty

Find You

2011-02-03T07:45:00.002+13:00

Find you I will.. and we will be...
What is , is
already and irrevocably
warmth and burning
desires and sleepless nights
the perhaps and maybes
wanting and running scared
to be aware of yearning for the one
who perhaps can fill the void
to make whole the unit of two
friends and so much more
perhaps.

A note to me and you and someone else.

2009-07-26T23:51:00.000+12:00

Discovered lines of long forgotten text
A dusty wine bottle resides in darkest corner
Tatachilla partners? Time and choice will dictate
A date, October 30th, another coming of age
Are you really the complete deal and this sweet?
Or do I marry you and your instantly transformed
Into a serial killer and I’m forever being relocated?
Are you man enough to step up and to own that which you say is yours?
Darkly husky red flows from this the new bottle
Dry on the palate, old memories and new are good
A coming of age in celebration of having made it this far
And having plenty left, I hear your heart beating loud as thunder

Summers Day

2008-11-16T10:54:00.000+13:00

Of sun and rain
love and lust
And drunken passions
Roasted legs of mutton
Sausages and steak
Crates of beer and bottled wine
Fizzy for the kids
Potato Salad and lettuce too
Naked littlies in sprinklers play
Mums and Dads drink away
The last dying rays of summers
Long long day blended with
Sunscreen and waves
Trees and sand
Last swim kids
Come on now
Hand in hand we walk
Home to bed

Surprised Musings

2008-10-31T23:13:00.002+13:00

Musings on creativity and love
seemingly spontaneous connections
perhaps provided by a benevolent creator
intent upon the happiness of his children
or is it coincidence? A fluke? I hear you ask
did this thing really happen to us
today and yesterday blending, becoming one
creating a hope for tomorrow and futures to come
entwined by bonds of complete surprise
holding back and wanting to enfold one another
in arms of soft supporting warmth
cushioning each from the blows
of life's tempests and tantrums meted out by others
wanting, yearning for the gentleness of lovers
who truly appreciate the value of the other
and yet being free to let our mate be free
encouraging creativity and love to grow
following a path of blissful friendship
into who knows where but what fun
and what passionate hope in each

Home

2007-06-19T19:35:00.000+12:00

This is the beginning of my writing blog. I will attempt to update this as the mood takes me.

Your Eyes

2007-06-19T19:06:00.003+12:00

Your eyes tell a story
Of mischief and madness
Music from the sea and tunes from the rocks
Playing the wind through the grasses
Pixie dust and playful stupidity
I’m mad, you’re mad, come play some music with me
Be happy and free in this world of night and day
Drink of this wine of happiness and splendor
Cause a little mayhem here in the sand
Stir up some humor and craziness
Come let us play the strings of insanity
Until the sun creeps over the dunes

Wood Chopping

2007-06-19T19:05:00.001+12:00

Thumping grinding pounding noise
Wood screams, torn apart
Shrieking whine of axe on grain
Slicing aggression ripping through flesh
Smashing knots
Chips fly and settle
Beads of resin seeping out
Dripping sap like blood
Staining earth from whence it came

Wide Open Space

2007-06-19T19:04:00.000+12:00

Full of sky and air
Clouds white and gray
Sun shining, rain falling
The moon rises
Darkness settles down
Like a cloak of black
Cold and spooky
Full of promise
Sparkles the stars
One then more
Still more and the moon
Shining bright
Ice cold frost
In the trees
On the ground
Crackles underfoot
I walk with you
In this wide open space
In love with you
And this night
Of first beginnings
Dark but warm
Under this blanket
In this wide open space
Wrapped in your arms

Love Mum

2007-06-19T19:03:00.003+12:00

You’re such a baby
Life can be hard
Toughen Up
Live today
Tomorrow will come

Get a life
Get up
Go play
Go work

You’re such a baby
Happiness is your responsibility
It’s your choice
Don’t hassle me with your needs
Go be happy

Love Mum

Waiting To Die

2007-06-19T19:03:00.001+12:00

Waiting to die, that’s me.
I guess we all are really.
Sooner or later it’s bound to happen
Maybe today or even next week.
We will all die, hopefully free of all sorrow
What we do in this life will make the call for us
How we act, what we believe and how we spend our time.
So as I sit waiting to die, what will I do with this time on my side?
And you? What will you do with your last batch of days?
Could we do it together?
Waiting to die is better with you.

Tomorrow

2007-06-19T19:02:00.003+12:00

What’s the point of all this greed?
Why work for what you can not have?
Seek only for today that which you will have tomorrow.
Plan for a future full of joy
Be happy where you are

Don’t waste time on futile yearnings
What is in a possession?
Today is where you must live.
Plan for tomorrow but expect to not reach it.
Life is for now. Be happy

Be busy.
Be fruitful.
Life is fun
Life is adventure beyond what we know
Dare to be happy today.

Tomorrow will come
Or it won’t.
You have no say in tomorrow’s day.
Live in today, the next will be better.
What can we lose but that which we do not own.

Life is an instant and done
We are here and gone beyond
Today is now.
Tomorrow is already here
And yesterday is yet to come.

Today

2007-06-19T19:02:00.001+12:00

I awoke
The sun shone down
This day is mine
To be alive
To taste
To feel
To do
This day is mine
To be happy