Sunday, November 24, 2013

car metaphor

you want the love
that you can't give
you wanna lift my bonnet
and look under the lid

i've topped up the tank
eat my dust

you can
find a new hinge
to squeak

i'm running down the future
the past is gone
it's livin in your mind
and
I'm movin on

changin my colour
set my own mood
rubber hits the road
i'll be
glidin on nitrogen

oh yea

i'm running down the future
the past is gone
it's livin in your mind
and
I'm movin on






Thursday, November 7, 2013

f to the c

curse, and cuss and swear and rage
over and over
was there anyone that you met that was ok
that you liked

or were they all worth swearing about
and at
and cant you feel respect for your daughter
do you think its ok to call her names
always

bored and angry
and fed up

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

smash the system


break out

in the blur of the heat waves coming off the bitumen
a moment
of realization.  the world will go on
whether i'm here or not.

loss of innocence.

just a ripple in the pond.

still recovering from that.

feel the power, but can't get it in gear.

"drop the clutch, and flatten it"

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

green in a brown place


really easy

rounded vowels
yawning throat
breathe into lower tummy
use tummy muscles
to push air out
compress air
keep throat in yawn
mick jagger lips

primal sound

relax

easy
really

Monday, August 26, 2013

cope or don't

find a quiet place
shout into the silent air
that
you
have
had
enough

then
get
on
with
it

Saturday, August 17, 2013

ring of fire on the water


cloak of tears

i wear a cloak
of longing
for comfort
and
worthiness
why don't i see
my value
there must be some
i have
three beautiful children
i have a career
that others perceive
as worthy
i feel less than
everything
sad
is this
locked in
my own sense of uselessness
tied to pain
and self reproval

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

brother

brother
of mine
be enveloped in white healing light

be strong and peaceful
your heart
strong and beatful

triple bypass

grow a freeway of the heart

Monday, July 15, 2013

Oi

it's been a very sad
tragic weekend
jed's best mate
harro
passed

unbelievably sad
too young

doctors careless
seems like
malpractice

terrible loss to jed
and to us

knowing that he has
been a true friend
who stood with him
against all of the negativity
he was a true
and loyal
comrade
i weep for his loss
i weep for my son's loss
i weep for the young life not lived
dreams dreamt but never realised

this is an incredible grief burden
too much to bear
it seems
too much to bear


Saturday, May 25, 2013

kmart reflection

i looked in the mirror
just accidentally
saw myself as the older woman
that i am
kmart mirror
redefined my world
i saw myself in the eyes
of others
i understood
at last the woman has grown
into her skin
at peace

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Systems

Want to tell you a story
Not new
Same old stuff
Happy
Sad
Forgiven
Forgotten
Tears
Kisses
Lost and lonely
Desperate
And as a consequence
Open
A
Breeze blows in new blood
Old blood
Feels new
Old heart
Feels young
Old feelings
Burn
A hole in my world

Sunday, March 17, 2013

question or answer?

nu
vo
dim
merely
old
time
new
time
pay
now
speak
up

reach
for
star
burn
fingers

tempt
goodness
come
in
to
landing
strip
heart

what
does
it
all
mean
?

Sunday, February 10, 2013

placebo

trapped
in a chatter cage
no rest of the senses
constant and sustained
noise
gets so loud and unbearable
it's so repetitive
so rat a tat a tat
the rhythm, cadence, pitch
all the same.
said many hundreds of times
but claimed to be never heard

bang my head on wall
pull at my hair
silently internally shout
back
shout back
shout
SHOUT
..
it acts as a placebo

Saturday, February 9, 2013

politics

leaning left
poor childhood
working is life
blood of the worker
creates the world
money belongs to exploiters
of labour
and those who start at the bottom
have trouble
changing their head to accommodate
success in someone else's world

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

flat horizon

istanbul
or somewhere like that
the streets are earth
no paving here
people
not like me
not in looks anyway
pasty me
filled with white life
safe without
knowing unsafe

filed
under
a
morning
call
to
prayer

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

shine on you crazy diamond... christy moore


new growth from the depths


the hook

i've discovered a hook
lodged in my right hip
tucked inside the pelvic bone
radiating pain
up and down
in kidneys
stomach
liver

locking up lower back
impossible to exercise
walk

run ha!

couldnt even sleep
nurofen
that's relief
but only for a day or two

panadol
that worked
but only at first

chiro x 2
doctor x 2
chinese doctor x 1
chiro x 1

mild healing

somatic
lisa friese
suggests
something

it's diabolical
i dismiss at first thought
then i bathe in the idea
give it a mental run
lo and behold

relief

oh holy giver of neurosis
you taketh away

pain diminishes - banished by thought

leaving behind
one hell of a thought to ponder

Sunday, January 27, 2013

fark!!!

seventy five thousand dollars...

Monday, January 14, 2013

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

sweet or salty

as if blind i walk in straight lines,
and then back again just to see how its changed.
but it is of no consequence changed or not.

the tight periphery is secured... a veil of separation. keeping the world at bay, in case something is let out to play, discovered to be a fraud.
primary fear a wasted life. or a lack of vision.

its free.  you can choose float, sail, fly and then sink and fall and fail, bold as brass.
shout it out... the world will use you, and you can use the world.

wipe away the sweat or wear it as armour, it is time.
dream or nightmare...
hard to distinguish which is which.
it's a matter of taste.