Pity Her

Blind in her wants screaming for approval unable to compromise me me me agree with me, look at me it’s all about me   Will that be me when I grow old will I turn into her have I already No one is innocent we all have faults do I need to take the beam…

Need

You grow up learning how wrong it is to shout and yell and scream Only children have tantrums Adults don’t cry Grow up! Behave! Act your age!   Swallow it down Swallow it down You must be decorous, quiet and appropriate Your cries echo only around the inside of your skull You wail silently in…

Lucky country

This is the lucky country but lucky for who lucky if you’re born in the right place affluence and influence then you can have the right education make the right contacts and enter the right employment work hard and up you go aren’t you lucky   Lucky that you’ve never wondered how to pay the…

Ghost city

Faded city, silent city buildings loom eerie, white on grey, shadow people pass, faceless, noiseless rushing nowhere in such a hurry there, and then gone traffic is mere wisps of movement blurs of vacant motion I can’t quite hear I can’t quite see nothing comes into focus nothing is clear no colour, no life only…

The Beast

Great beast with massive maw gobbled down all he saw looked around for more to eat waved his arms and stamped his feet   He’ll eat us! the leaders said quaking in their boots with dread but wait a minute. What if we feed him first, and set him free?   We’ll tell the people…

Sacred spaces

Plastics choking ocean, killing life chemicals poison soil and water like children who won’t clean their room humanity makes the mess bigger deciding it’s all too hard the rich would rather have the money and the rest, who cares what we say while our children wonder how long til we choke on our own rot…

The origins of Easter

It’s that time of the year when shops are selling chocolate eggs, bunnies, and various other chocolate animals. (You can get an Easter Bilby in Australia.) Churches hold special services, and nominal church goers make one of their twice-yearly visits. At this time also, the internet gremlins come out to shout that Easter is a…

Event horizons and sticky thoughts

  Endlessly circling the point of no return Conjure up happy thoughts Sunshine and flowers But bad times stick, glue-like To the night hours Sleep time is sleepless time As dark fears call to you Staring at the black hole Gaping wide to welcome you You pass the event horizon And spiral in Forever

A look at Origami

In the course of my (mostly inept) attempts at basic Origami lately, I became curious about the origins and history of the art. So after a journey around the internet, I’ve discovered a few interesting things. Origami is itself a Japanese term, which means ‘folding paper’ (from ‘oru’, meaning fold, and ‘kami’ meaning paper). However…

Autumn, in the evening

The lamps are lit Reflecting autumnal gold Up from the sheen of the wet path It’s still raining lightly And I’m glad of my umbrella As I walk under the trees It’s cold, and getting colder And it’ll be good to be home Anticipating warm soup, thick with vegetables Fresh, crusty bread And maybe sweet…