Posted in Australia

Northcote

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sunday afternoon

coffee, cake, and live music

trees dance in the wind

a dear friend stops and says ‘hello’

shared moments in our story.

 

smooth cream of cheesecake

nestled upon a biscuit

a hint of lemon

is like bite-size happiness

a taste of innocent love

 

black crow on the roof

watches the sea of people

on an autumn day

she sits and drinks her coffee

her eyes searching for her prey

 

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Posted in Australia, Love

Composed upon a White Night

Melbournians circulate savoir-faire

in chambers of light, music and motion;

a coagulation of devotion;

virtuosity the hub of this square.

Pumping throughout the veins of the city

a plethora of colour; projecting

a collective nucleus connecting

in an atrium of urbanity.

The ground beneath me sending pulsations

a transient nuit blanche chasing the dawn

a sense of belonging; quite a sensation

when you are gone; I, we, will be forlorn.

For you are the heart, the soul, of us all

you see us; you hear us; we can stand tall

 

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Posted in Australia, Seasons/Nature

Heatwave Holiday

Yesterday as I lay melting
It was hot; stuffy; sweltering
but then you thundered in – like that
the saviour of us crazy cats!
You roared across the sunburnt state
You left sweet relief in your wake.
The city – dancing in the rain
spinning around – there is no shame
Please don’t leave us! Please don’t go away
we love you dearly! please, please, stay!
Thanks to you we can breathe again;
you’re beautiful – our long lost friend!
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Posted in Australia, Life

‘Straya Day

Hypnotised under a blue southern sky;

I hear, the twitter of birds from the roof,

And rustle of trees in a summer breeze.

Listening, musing, reflecting, the day through.

Soon, I hear, the soft purr of an engine

As a mate, comes home, consumed with folly;

Who, happy and drunk, bellows from the street:

“If only I could win the lottery”

As his laughter fades into his town house

My mind echoes on his conversation.

Images of last night’s doco weighs in

Playing with my thoughts, my meditation.

Today is about the lucky country;

Like a billabong of long time ago

Every nation has been to this great land

Our strong diversity – is all we know.

We are a nation of freedom and choice,

Although it hasn’t always been the case

But we are growing, with education;

And patience, and respect to each other’s place.

We get to breathe the sun and the sea.

We get to dance under the Southern Cross.

We get to laugh and sing to our hearts content.

We never have to be alone, sorry or lost.

Still the helicopter tears through the blue

Like a reminder that all is not fair,

It roars from the mountains to the city

Looking for hope, faith, someone to care.

So, the question of lottery? Is this.

We exist. We dance to our own beat

Knowing tomorrow will come, safe and sound.

We got the jackpot – on humanity!

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