I was up in western Queensland Just the other day Stopped awhile for coffee In an outback town Cafe I was sitting contemplating On the things that one does see When a Codger introduced himself Said his name was Mattie B.
I sat there for a moment At him I quietly stared I didn't see him come in He just suddenly appeared When he spoke it seemed I knew him Like we'd been friends for many years Then he asked if he could join me So I pushed him out a chair
He was jovial this old Codger With eyes that twinkled blue A smile that seemed so permanent When he spoke with you His face showed signs of knowledge Many things he'd learnt in life I asked if he was married Shook his head and said "no wife"
Said he worked not far away Some miles up the track Said he drove a big machine He said it was a CAT. So I ventured out to see it I followed where he went The road was black and dusty So I closed the open vent
Then at last we stopped there Beside the big Machine 'Bloody big' I told myself Well you know what I mean He helped me climb up on the track Then upstairs to the door I opened it and stepped inside And this is what I saw
The cab was clean and tidy A neat and comfy space Every thing in order Nothing out of place Then it was I saw it In the corner of the screen A picture of a lady The fairest that I've seen
Her hair was blond....looked silky Soft brown eyes that stared Straight into these orbs of mine Her lips looked soft and red Her gaze it held a question Or so it seemed to me Funny I should think like that Cos' so did Mattie B.
He said he liked to have it there T'was someone...he didn't say He stared into the distance Like his thoughts were far away Then slowly we climbed down again I stood and looked around I saw where he'd been working The seeded new ploughed ground
Then it was time to move along Me to the road ahead Mattie climbed into the cab He smiled and shook his head I climbed into my 4WD Amid a mighty roar Mattie waved a cheery wave And shut the D9 door So now I'm on the blacktop My mind seems in the past The sojourn in the coffee shop My thoughts forever last Things that I remember The picture that I'd seen Of a blond haired brown eyed lady In the yellow CAT Machine,
M.B.Poems...2012...
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
I was inspired to write this poem about myself thro' another's eyes so to speak from a video clip taken on the job...seemed to come out Ok....You tell me..!!!
I think that was quite cool how the story is weaved into the poem or the poem into the story and it took me away into a different surrounding...oh by the way... who's the blond haired brown-eyed lady in your yellow CAT Machine?
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