Well hello! This weekend has flown by, and my to list whilst not completed is a little shorter than it was yesterday morning. This poem is just a short little ditty that has some fun with rhymes. What is poetry even for?Standing on a soap boxCunning like a fox.Trying to make you understand aPoint, stanzaContinue reading “Sunday evening”
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Writing – a reflection
Today I will let the poetry speak for itself. Tools of the trade Graphite shaped over sequestered carbon To conduct the power of my words And to holding ideas in stasis With imprecise symbolic meaning. To be hung on a wall Hidden in a drawer? Maybe thrown away with the other detritus during a lifeContinue reading “Writing – a reflection”
Spring is here
Today it feels like Spring has finally sprung! The sky is clear blue, the warmth of the sun gently diffused by a cool breeze. Neighbours have tidied their lawnsand are now cranking up their favourite tunes as BBQs are given a post-winter scrub done in preparation for their first firing up in months. The onlyContinue reading “Spring is here”
Unplanned supplemental
Good morning/good evening everyone. I was pushing my pen around a scrap of paper this morning while finishing my coffee when I started to do a silly exercise using four word statements….and the results are in: Good enough is good enough Let go of perfection Perfection let go of Of perfection let go Go ofContinue reading “Unplanned supplemental”
Saying a lot about small things
Late at night, when the house is quiet and the cats have finally curled up for peaceful sleep, I can lie awake for hours with my mind racing from one elaborate scheme to another. Turning off a busy brain is not always as easy as just closing my eyes. Being about the quieten the noiseContinue reading “Saying a lot about small things”
Onion skins
For those unfamiliar with Australian Rock ‘n Roll, in the 1980s we had a thriving local music scene. There were lots of locally grown stars (as well as those adopted from over the ditch…from New Zealand). One song that sticks in my mind is “Onion Skin” by Boom Crash Opera, in which the notion ofContinue reading “Onion skins”
Late for work, a poem
I am not a morning person. I do not function well BC (before coffee). Those are the facts. Late for work, again Chewing gum is stuck to my shoe Unwanted goo! “Please not today”, I feel dismay. It could be worse, I suppose: Ladder in hoes; Lipstick gone rogue (Never in vogue). It’s just todayContinue reading “Late for work, a poem”
Poetry Boot Camp Day 14: Finale
What a journey across rhyme, verse and stanza! For my last boot camp offering, I have a somewhat twee exploration of the notion of freedom, and how the yearning for it survives. It is dedicated to all the people fighting for their freedom right now and to those surviving on the hope that their children’sContinue reading “Poetry Boot Camp Day 14: Finale”
Poetry Boot Camp Day 9: A poem of convenience
Sometimes all you need is something short and sweet, or small and crunchy. The joys of fast food A disc of soft yielding potato Within the crunch of batter. Could life get any better than a golden, salty, sauce-laden fritter? I put it to you, sir, there is not… Except, perhaps, A piece of cod.Continue reading “Poetry Boot Camp Day 9: A poem of convenience”
Poetry Boot Camp Day 6: Words and Ideas
Today I have two poems – not because I am boastful or greedy – they arrived in quick succession on the same page, so it felt wrong to separate them. They also didn’t have names until I realised that they were about words and ideas – how they are formed and what we do withContinue reading “Poetry Boot Camp Day 6: Words and Ideas”
Angele Toomey Poetry 