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"I crouch next to her. It smells like moss and lemon verbena. I run my finger over the lemon man. He has freckles from the dust."
"In this age when sharpening a pencil has become abrasive and taking up a chisel is absurd we choose to donate our fantasies and ideologies, our conspiracies and our poetry to electronic memories."
"One small drop of this quiet
Falling from the dappled shade, carried by the breeze"
Song for Aung (For Aung San Suu Kyi)2014-01-10 "An ill-defined oasis
within which freedom
finds an identity,
Truth dies2014-01-10 "Truth dies
at the doorstep of fragmented "truths",
and the jostle for supremacy
becomes the norm."
The human species2014-01-10
"We entered this solid plane like asteroids
on a mission to kill without thought
So we domesticated the buffalo for an easy
befriended wolves to help us sniff rabbits ou"
"You and I have a complicated relationship
Like a long unbalanced equation
Requiring a clear mind, in the heat-fatigued night"
at the stark
and felt the light
Through realms of scattered verse2013-11-27
"Through realms of scattered verse
I lead processions in a pale hearse
of images of penultimate
Netpoets 2.02013-11-20 Write a poem with the theme “the internet”. Use the internet as a medium to look at how we read and write poetry in the digital age.
Birdsong2013-11-20 "Long into the afternoon shadows
As I search through the dark pool of sounds
for the same lost call."
Sunset2013-10-29 "The rays of light have become irresponsible
They sparkle with a slightly more subtle shine"
Hello there, kettle2013-10-23
"Kettle, could you forgive me
if I were to call you black?
You see, in you lies my story
reflected, burning, back"
Should this catharsis contain some portent2013-10-23
"Should this catharsis contain some portent,
purport or potential politick;
should it conform to some shape and indent-
ation to be poetic rhetoric?"
"The heart carries loss like a soldier
Stoic, strong, continuing to function"
"This place is quiet
silence dominates the days
before sunset, a breeze begins to move the sand"
"Go with the flow, he says
Who says? He, he who dishes the dirt,
poison for the pores, the nerve endings, the brain"
"What worth is your bravery?
As I’m surrounded by poverty
What for was all that chivalry?
I’m a born-free, for I stand proudly jobless"
To Whom It May Concern2013-09-03
"A large life should not end ordinarily
quietly during sleep
in isolation or at the turn of a switch"
"The collecting of clouds, gathering grey matter
behind the blue gum trees
magnifying the bird calls
the rising humidity"