Once There Was a Village – Now There Is Selfcare
Meet JaneJane is struggling to keep things togetherJane reaches out looking for helpThe People shake their heads and say I know it’s tough isn’t it?It’s …
Tag: Poetry
The Lap
Is there anything quite as niceAs sitting comfortablyWith a cat on your lap? That gentle warmth and weightPressing you downTrapping you in place. The slow …
The Walls Are Splattered With Blood
The walls are splattered with blood.My bloodmy husband’s bloodtoo much blood spilled tonight.Grey ghosts we call them, orWhite walkersNew arrivals, pale, nearly invisible, evil A gentle …
Song of My Husband After Encountering an Unspecified Animal During His Night-time Run
Verse:I’d never even heard of wildPanthersIn the hills before, I grew up in CanberraSo how could I have imagined itWhen I didn’t know theStories? Chorus:I …
The Language of Tomorrow
Time surged forwardTime suspendedAt the same timeI’m in a different land nowWatching and waitingBemusedConfusedToday is a lost land with comfort if I lookBut no certaintyTomorrow …
Don’t You Think That’s Odd?
You’ve never met my kids Don’t you think that’s odd? I flew interstate to see your new baby only weeks after she was born But …
Reflections on clouds and whether they can form a longer-term relationship
When we were young we wereAn Excellent MatchEveryone said soTold us soWe told us soCommon interests, you know, the usual things: sense of humour, musicAgainst …
Anxiety
Me: Right, time to go shopping. Also Me: No. What? I said no. Not yet. But…. No. Okay, why? Just, not yet. I’m not ready. …
lampshade
Noosa. Sitting outside by ajacaranda tree.I tip my glass, hopefully, searching forthe last golden droplet to savour. A smile falls on my face.The sun’s warmth …
Looking out in Lockdown
The window is a pretty frame, a cage, a teaseRevealing nature, benign and not.Drawing us in, pushing us backIt comforts, reminds, relieves.It is unchanged but …