Beyond My Control

Lover, sit before me where I can see your soul
Challenge me with saddened eyes,
Bend beneath your burdened mind
And hold before you the heart of the world.
Trick me with your broken chords,
Tie my thoughts with care and woe
And bring to my gaze the agony,
The chaos loose that I cannot end.
Trouble me with your hurt and
Clench the fists of my rage
For I would seek to destroy
That which could hurt you.
I would seek to destroy
That which would punish you.


Can I get you another coffee?

Twilight At The Harbour

Violet covers the moon in an early sunset,
While grey begins to cover the sea,
And the white caps of the breakers
Are all that is left to show the waves.
Coarse sand shifts in the twilight
Where footprints led to the cliffs,
And a lone dog barks in the distance
As the ships slowly move into night....

Anyone know how to light this barbeque?

A Little Ditty

To be sung to Barry Manilow's CopaCabana....

'Her name was Lola
She was a show cow,
With yellow flowers in her hair,
And a tail right down to there,
She could meringue,
And do the cha cha
While she tried to be a star,
She didn't see the coming car,

The car was red and black,
And Lola stared right back
There was a scream behind the wheel
As it drove off-track

In Wodonga, oh yes Wodonga,
Home of the biggest sa-le ya-rds
In the southern hemisphere,
In Wodonga, oh yes Wo-dong-a,
Music and mooing
Are so time consuming
In Wo-dong-aaaa
Don't be a cow......


Dedicated to Jodie Tselepy

It Dawned On Me

Swirling light misting ground and turning trees to shade,
A mantle of sky that fell to the world and broke the night,
Colours awakening, yawning and stretching fingers,
Dark shadows retreating behind form and flower,
Chill moist air is battled by the advancing warmth
And tries to linger in the grass....
Sound wanders over the land, broken and vague,
To become solid and heartfelt, no longer hesitant,
Small bright eyes follow the patterns of light,
Seeking quick shadows, stealthy patrons of beneath,
And the earth sends forth her scent, the breath of the day....


oh man, it's morning already?

Suburb in Hell

Hurtling through the aisles,
She smashed her way through amazed stares
Open-mouthed, they goggled
As her hair streamed from her face,
Teeth bared and arms outstretched,
Pounding steps that fought the floor,
She closed upon her prey,
A fistful of the hoody black,
Through clenched teeth, she hissed
'Give me my bloody trolley back!'

Enthusiasm

Polish the membrane, lean on the right brain,
Here we go here we go here we go....
Push the lush, press your luck,
Make a mark, start a star, hold you up..
Tunnel vision, it's a fusion
Of the intellect and imagination,
Borrow nothing, steal it all
From the mind you have behind that social wall
Fresh and fierce, you can pierce
Liberated, not frustrated, in control, here we go...

And I still have creative block... oh man....

Shiny Thing

Oh shiny thing you catch my eye, like a cosmic firefly,
The light reflects and breaks within you,
Reaches past and through, continues
Journey's end inside my mind, little thing of desire
Hypnotised and awed, I watch,
You bring to me the smallest touch
Of wonder
I am no longer here, but in the fragments of the rainbow,
And staring at a speck of dust.

Such marvels in the smallest of truths.

Great Dilemmas

Bring the wine, and hold the cheese -
This is no day for merriment;
I hold the grey skies close to the horizon
And wish the sun to set to gloom;
The rain and sleet to hammer ground
For muddy puddles to be born,
And the cold to gather in the bones.

I have run out of chocolate again....