Poem -

Goodbye mum

this on is for my mom who passed away. 13/09/1954...

You are the one who I call mum

And I am your oldest son

You gave me a sister and then a...

Poem -

Underdog Days

There were times
when I had
to remind myself ..
She had a thing
about losers...

Poem -

Anzac legend

Who are the diggers and what did they do?

This is a question your kids may ask you

You tell...

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Poem -

Failing love.

I would have asked the heavens angels who conduct the stars above, for the granted wishes placed upon our...

Poem -

Pretty Is As Pretty Does

Pretty Is As Pretty Does

I hear children screaming children crying
What now is hard to believe it is the piercing sound of a...

Poem -

Light

Light

The sun doesn't shine on my side
It's dark and cold I'm thinking about suicide

It's hard...

Poem -

Sunny

Bright eyes returned to bright skies, the present pushed the past clouds away, and out came the sunshine to...

Poem -

Villain

Pinning blame where there is none ,
Treating her like a weed to be disposed of,
Not a person...

Poem -

Wade

Wade
Dont
Fall
Wit the river

Poem -

PLENTY OF SNOW

WE HAVE PLENTY OF SNOW,
CAN'T COMPLAIN NOW, SNOW
IS HERE SO NOW WE CAN MAKE SNOW ANGELS,...

Poem -

The Mountain

The Mountain

The wind holds
the hawk´s wings,
over fields gold and green
and in the silence
...

Poem -

I Won't Buy Beer For You

I Won't Buy Beer For You

You want me to buy beer for you.
But that's something I will not do.
You are only 17 years...

Poem -

A Union Unforseen

A Union Unforseen

On March 18th of the year 2021, Les found himself alone walking through a field inundated with an ocean of...

Poem -

Headstone

Grave Headings

Headstone

A name set in stone,
In grave was once a heroic man,

A selfless human being,

Doing...

Poem -

ECHO

THE ECHO'S CAME ONE BY ONE
OF A VOICE OF DAY'S GONE BY
ECHO.

Poem -

Dream With Mr Moon

Open my mind,
I see his face looking at me,

In the darkest night
The glow on my face...

Poem -

Leftovers

A pair of fine brown brogues ..
A brace of
bespoke, bridle leather belts ..
Two pairs...