Amongst the madness..........

Old man I see you there
Pushing a trolley as if you don't care
A sparkle in your eyes amongst the fanfare
How is it you have time to share
Polished falseys and a gleaming smile
Little steps forever a mile
Each one so worthwhile
As you bask within your own style
Old man I see your stare
My hand outstretched so I may share
Christmas blessings with love and care
A stranger in your life with gifts to spare........
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
Blessing a complete stranger in the madness of shopping because he had a smile to share ...........
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21/4/1932-24/12/2007

It seems like just the other day
Your frail body .....just lay
Within the walls of Gods hospice
Yearning for your inner peace
You thought that maybe you would last
To the day you held fast
But alas the eve you could not surpass
For time had come... it was your last
I hope you still hear your piano sing
The beautiful sounds that it did bring
Your delicate hands dancing on key
Lost forever in melody
I hope you still feel the salty air
The early dawns you wanted to share
The ocean sounds that gave life
To an enthusiasm rich with strife
I hope you still see your family grow
Your children.... with their children in tow
The sounds of laughter you did admire
You smiled with eyes that would never tire
I hope you still smell the spices abound
Enticing hunger pains within the frowns
Satisfying all who would sit down
For more was .....always the sound
I hope that you never forget
That your life was never regret
Special memories full of respect
As i sit ponder and reflect.........
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
Just paying my respects to my lovely mother ............and also wishing everyone here on PC a very Happy Christmas and a Prosperous New Year
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North of nowhere.........

I turn back once more
And am mesmerised by what I see
The evening hues cloaking the earth
And dressing the beautiful sea
A tinge only a tinge
Whispers on the shore
But the brilliance of snow white waves
Adds a beauty I can't ignore
I stop and rest awhile
And drink it all in
My gaze stretching for miles
It's such an intoxicating thing
The remnants of rain filled clouds
Embellish the islands north
The mystical lands beyond
And the beauty of their worth
A lone surfer eases himself
Onto his last wave
As my photographic memory
Captures all I need to save..........
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
Looking back along the beach .............Wow
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second chance.........

He stands resolute in the confines of her shrine
To move an item would be terribly unkind
'Tis his way to keep her memory alive
Without it how would he ever survive

But his life is still very young
And within his darkness a light comes on
He doesn't have to forget just to let go
If he doesn't how will he ever know

So when opportunity knocks on his door
Tentatively he opens it to so much more
Will the chains to his heart be unkeyed
And release the shackles to set him free

Only he has the means to finally let go
His lifetime of love was all he did know
Now time has passed and he lives to learn
Lessons of life and a future to yearn ..........
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
This fella had to learn he wasn't dishonouring his childhood love whom he had married and had passed away a few years earlier ........to accept the interest of another woman .
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What else ..........

Just be you
That's all you need to do
Step out of your hue
And just be you

Some will want to know
Some will want to go
Only you will grow
If you reap what you sew

Never worry what may be
Life's too short not too see
You are your own identity
Be proud of that don't flee

Don't bother with the past
Look ahead to outlast
All shadows that may be cast
Set your sail at full mast

Just be you
That's all you need to do
Step out of your hue
And just be you ............
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
For my youngest introverted son ............slowly stepping out from behind his shadows a gentle giant with a great sense of humour .............
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What becomes.........

What becomes of the child
Left behind with his smile
A victim of separation and pain
Will their words be worthwhile
As he walks the long mile
Searching for reason and sane
Will he share what he knows
As his angry feeling grows
Or will he wait for it to rain
Could he be more lonely and lost
Is it really worth the cost
The price of happiness to gain
Are their words rich with love
Blessed by the one above
Or is it all just a game
This could be the turning point
If his life is out of joint
How will he be able to tame
The anger that he feels
His resentment reveals
What is it ......he is to gain...........
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
I understand people will seperate for obvious reasons what I don't understand why the fallout of that separation has to be loaded onto the kids .............don't they have to be the priority here ?
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FJ.............

Gidday mate It's been awhile
Since I've seen your crooked smile
Your ginger locks and goatee
Always seem to amaze me
You'd seem to be a quiet as you can
Questioning everything was your plan
But deep inside was a roar
It just had trouble finding the door
Your heart was bigger than the sun
In your life it was just fun
Cruising around in your FJ
Your old mans pride you'd say
Your family as solid as a rock
Obviously from good stock
Music the key to your world
Guitar notes you would unfurl
Dibbling and dabbling we would explore
The world of drugs how could you ignore
So when things went a little astray
I guided you through it with little say
Steered you through my darkest hour
While making sure you didn't go sour
But after that things did change
A distance emerged from your range
Angst developed from your family
Directed towards all of me
I think it was because you liked a drink
And I was the influence that made them think
How could there boy come undone
We have to blame someone
Little did they understand
You were enjoying your life as your plan
And even though you invited me in
I steered clear of the evil drink
This was never because of you
Just of my weakness that I knew..........
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
Probably my greatest friend never to be ...........I was very stupid and selfish when I was young .....drugs and alcohol ruled my life but changed me .
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A Broken Crutch........

It's been awhile
Since I last met you
But the feeling I have
Must only be true
How do I stop
And have a look at me
Why can't I see
What I need to see
Hopelessly I fall
Once again for your charm
No thought process occurs
Is this surely an alarm
Reaching forever reaching
So far but so close
My ignorance is alive
You're such a good host
Soaring with confidence
Flying with no fear
A splinter of light
Surely brings a tear
Only I have the power
Me myself and I
So why is it then
That I choose to die.........
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
Addiction and death ...........the two go hand in hand some by accident some by choice
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Once upon a river clear .............

There is a unique beauty
In the harshness of this land
Just like the indigenous people
You have to understand
You have to tread lightly
Leave no mark too deep
For a scar that can't be cleansed
Will make the honest weep
Protect the rivers and creeks
With all the might you can
Keep the coastlines pure
For that was the original plan
Let the fresh find the salt
As easy as it can
Unpolluted by society
And the history of man
Let all things be in harmony
Along the waters wide
And with it will come a bounty
We will never have to hide ......
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
Saddened by the recent pollution by a beautiful crystal clear creek by agricultural exploits ..........
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Sunset blues.......

The crimson sun delicately snuck behind the remainder of the day's clouds
Almost drawing them down as it sank vibrantly over the horizon
In its wake it left a hue of deep pink highlighting the dark blue of the distant mountain range and the deep greens of the valley in the forefront
In a mystical magical way it was enchanting and me in my grubby work clothes was transported from my despairing workplace to a beautiful place where I am constantly reminded what beauty abounds ..........that was all I needed to end my day..........
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
Looking west after locking up at work .................along the dirt road and further .........very much further ........
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On My Way..............

The narrow bitumen road snaked its way through the valley
Aiming itself towards the merging range
An irony of colours lay by the roadside
A hard reflection of a dry winters pain
The creek crossings are crystal clear
A little slower than the past
But the beauty still lay in wait
For passerbys whose eyes do cast
Ancient pines lay in wait
Like sentries guarding the way
A reminder of the past
And the part they did play
Up ahead is the start
Of a very steep climb
Winding around the mountain
As you glance down the valley divine
It's a slow old slug
As the curves are very tight
Drop it down a gear or two
As you steal a glance to the right
You will feel the temp drop
And maybe even kiss some cloud
As you make your way up the range
Where the views will stand out proud .............
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
A contrast of colours due to dry winter and the farmers wartering the new crops as I make my way back to this special place ................each time I come here I discover something different and this is only on the way .......... I am so blessed
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Coffee Please .............

Stimulating music amidst the hustle
The smell of coffee wafts gently by
Hands working tirelessly
Delivering to appease the sigh
Smiling eyes and a warm heart
It's easy to feel alive
But there is always something more
It's deeper by and by
There is a love here
Nurtured by the hard work
Ground out from the coffee
There is no time to lurk
It's a love of the bean
It's a love of the vibe
It's a love of the people
The place is alive
And in a short moment
Many come to enjoy
Woodsman's Axe's coffee
And the people they employ .............
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Where their is love ..................there is magic .
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