the scent of sweet lavender
which floated through the pretty field
reminded him of a girlfriend
in his college days

crescendo on crescendo
the ***** of the brine
calming soothing stroking
the eye the troubled mind

cogitate contemplate
a blue enthralling thrill
blueness into whiteness
back to blue and never still

thoughts reach to horizons
beyond the vast expanse
which stretches out forever
to study look askance

a calmness washes over
weary eye and wrinkled brow
the soul soaks in the soothing bath
of salt and fresh air now

what mysteries does such
a watery world secret
from land bound human frailty
considering as asleep

the depths spread out before us
the life contained therein
oh what a wondrous sight it is
to sight a shining fin

at evening time to lie in bed
and hear the peaceful hush
which rushes up to carry one
far from daily crush

the murmur of the wave
as it sluices sand so free
exciting hissing gurgling
the power of the sea

fact cannot be denied
from seaside comes a calm
inexplicable by most
and pleasant as a balm

to find a safe and lonely nook
somewhere along the coast
for some life's full ambition
unlikely there to boast

in solitude and with close heart
forever then at peace
no troubled inhibitions weigh down those
who take in beach

she held a prized position
in the cottage garden bed
on sighting such a beauty
men would thrall to her stead

of rich red glory
of ravishing rogue
of an exquisite hue

enticing were her petals
wonderful their scent
comely was the ardour
they so splendidly lent

as she swayed to the drifting soft breeze
the sun shone upon her bloom
men became entranced
by her gorgeous loom

the power of her flower
so
attractive
the regal red rose's essence
so
seductive

within the lunar and stellar
landscape's terrain
the dreamer shall reach
a marvelous domain
an infinite amount of possibilities
live in this plain
journeying to its wonderland
our ultimate refrain

children we can be
in the ginormous playground
we'll giggle at all
the amusements that are found
there will be lots
of entertainments e'er around
plenty of happiness will reside
on its merry go round

this though has grabbed
many a child's attention
to take a magical carpet ride
to a celestial dimension
we adults recall the fantasy
of its inception
our young hearts filling
with joy's cheery invention

the inner child breaths
in our mind's eye
sometimes it likes to fly
like a kite on high
in this amazing realm
dreams never die
their potentiality lifts us
with a sparkling spry

love came knocking
on her
door
like it had done so
many times
before

yet she wasn't open
to love's
call
for she'd built around
herself an impervious
wall

those she'd loved
from the
past
none had hearts that
would ever
last 
 
inside her core
dwelt deep
distress
though she needed
a true love's
caress

love came knocking
on her
door
like it had done so
many times
before

as we're planting the seeds of love
we'll harvest a bounty
ah how rich it will be
reaping love's field of plenty

our seeds will be
in a well furrowed patch
so our juices of love
will finely hatch

sowing the seeds of love
a surplus we'll fetch
there will be a booming bonus
in our love ketch

the time is ripe
for our sowing
to begin
our seeds of love
are in the touch
of our skin

seeds
of
love
prospering
seeds
of
love
we'll
be
fostering

in our bed
a harvest
shall grow
as we plant
the seeds of love
in a fruitful row

She wrote a sonnet but she got it wrong
Proper syllable count her lines ne'er had
Twas a shocking sight really rather bad
Her shoddy work should have been given the gong
She put it out there for all to peruse
The skilled sonnet writers had a look
Her display they rated as verily crook
The format of it did of her confuse
She had not a deft quill like the bard Bill
Her specimen would have disgusted him
Particular twas he about his form
She produced a sonnet which didn't thrill
Its appearance twas definitely grim
Her syllable structure twas not uniform

the fellow on the street
has no home
and on the unfriendly streets
he roams

not that you'll hear him complain
of the conditions he lives in
he takes every day as it comes
and he'll smile at you with a beaming grin

his world is far from ideal
it has little appeal
yet he contends
with it as this is his deal

he counts himself lucky
though he's in an adverse situation
not having four walls
in a permanent location

he and his like
have no status in society
they are the people
who've been forgotten so expediently

look in the park and the subways
you'll sight people like them on any day

a roof for shelter
a place of warmth
is well out of their grasp
there is nothing
in their empty clasp

tonight as you sleep in your tepid beds
give a thought to those who are taking rest
in outdoor climes
without a cover
on their shivering frames
this is the picture you should hold in your head
when you're thinking of how bad things are for you
as there are many people
doing it
much much tougher than you

that fellow will greet you
on your run in the park
and his appearance
will make you look very stark

this morning I deleted
an important email
I wasn't properly awake
and I hit the wrong button tail
the email has gone forever
as hitting the wrong button
wasn't very clever
I shall be leaving
looking at emails
till later in the day
as if I do that
I'll be more awake
as to what I'm deleting away
I have sent an email
requesting a new email be sent
so I can view
the other parties intent

she persists in using other writers material
and incorporates it in her own compositions
she is sailing very close to the wind
as she doesn't request the copyright owner's permission

the day will come when she'll find herself in court
for copyright infringement
all states in America have laws regarding
this kind of impingement

just to-day she posted another work
passing it off as her own intellectual property
but there were lines and titles
which had been in hit songs of wide popularity

to date she has published on the internet
over a dozen of these compositions
and it will not be long in coming before the copyright owners
put her in the right legal position

he told too many lies
that man of mine
he lied and lied
all the time

he said he'd love me
and that he'd be true
but he was out last night
fraternizing with Sue

he told too many lies
that man of mine
he lied and lied
all the time

he thought he'd not get caught
out with his latest escort
but he didn't figure
that I was onto his  fraudulent rort

he told too many lies
that man of mine
he lied and lied
all the time

there they were making
an undercover meeting
he was kissing her
with a passionate greeting

he told too many lies
that man of mine
he lied and lied
all the time

I gave him the mail
I told him to vacate
I wasn't going to tolerate
no sundering mate

he told too many lies
that man of mine
he lied and lied
all the time

dusk descends upon the Oz bush landscape
the sun slowly reclines westward
cattle and sheep make for nightly camps
the faint sound of birds are heard
gum trees cast last shadows
o'er the land a hush
day closes
then to
night
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stars
aplenty
fill the sky
the scent of earth
flows on the soft breeze
so calming those night hours
the country is serene and still
how fortunate we who live here
in a place which is like paradise
as the moon sails across the bushland skies

he cast a spell on me
that man of wizardry
he cast a spell on me

that man of wizardry
he kept a love potion in his satchel
that man of wizardry  

he kept a love potion in his satchel
his magic was very potent
he kept a love potion in his satchel

his magic was very potent
it attracted me like a magnet
his magic was very potent

it attracted me like a magnet
I was drawn into his proximity
it attracted me like a magnet

I was drawn into his proximity
his abracadabra wand so satiates
I was drawn into his proximity

his abracadabra wand so satiates
sublime is the sorcery he employs
his abracadabra wand so satiates

sublime is the sorcery he employs
he has me where he wants me
sublime is the sorcery he employs

he has me where he wants me
that man of wizardry
he has me where he wants me

the craftsman bought
his piece of clay to life
but ye mold was one that
would bring much strife

the clay just didn't behave
in the appropriate way
always it acted like
a grotesque monstrous play

on discovering the clay's
fault ridden side
the creator flung it down
******* a curbside

never again did he use
that model of mold
as its unsound traits weren't
ones he'd behold

on the table sat
a lone cream bun
everyone at the party
did of it shun

they were cautious
not to be tempted by it
as it contained
a huge cholesterol hit

the attendees
at the party
were a health conscious crew
and didn't wish
to be caught up
in an arterial  blocking slew

so the bun
ne'er got eaten
a mold grew on it
as all those
at the party
wanted their hearts
to stay ever fit

but exercising
a little moderation
in what is ingested into the tummy
would have allowed
a little cholesterol
which is ever so yummy

how sad the party day
was for the cream bun
everyone felt the need
to exclude its tasty fun

bullies
in the playground

bullies
at our work sites

bullies
seem to bully
with great delight

bullies
were bullied too
that's why they bully
me and you

bullies
have thuggish personalities
which seem to show
in their tendencies

bullies
will be bullies
as bullying is their way
and the bullying person's trait
may affect someone to-day

bullies
with cowardly yellow backs
oft find it hard
to turn about their tracks

bullies
bring upon themselves
an isolating terrain
for from the bullying
they'll not abstain

the seafarers of old
did take to their ships
to discover new lands
on blue waters trips

vast distances they did
sail around the globe
with sails billowing
in the wind's driving lobe

neath the stars they'd chart
a course through the tides
with their ships full of cargo
stored inside the hull's hide

square riggers sailed
to lands far away
their decks and masts
plying the brine's spray

a rapport of longstanding, e'er they are linked
a rapport of longstanding, e'er they are linked
she and he so in love, yet to the world they rebuff the fact
she and he so in love, yet to the world they rebuff the fact
e'er they are linked, yet to the world they rebuff the fact
a rapport of longstanding, she and he so in love

they use a ruse, all is out in the open
they use a ruse, all is out in the open
Dave has worked it out, cognizant of the clues
Dave has worked it out, cognizant of the clues
all is out in the open, cognizant of the clues
Dave has worked it out, they use a ruse

will they ever come clean, show the verification deed
will they ever come clean, show the verification deed
it's so obvious, deep and abiding their fondness
it's so obvious, deep and abiding their fondness
it's so obvious, show the verification deed
will they ever come clean, deep and abiding their fondness

they use a ruse, Dave has worked it out
a rapport of longstanding, it's so obvious
all is out in the open, she and he so in love
yet to the world they rebuff the fact, will they ever come clean
deep and abiding their fondness, cognizant of the clues
show the verification deed, e'er they are linked

beware of those clone accounts
they're multiply in great amounts*
as bacteria making its separation
inside a medical laboratory's location

one becoming two
two becoming four
four becoming eight
eight becoming sixteen

as you will so plainly see
from the above calculation
they're an ever increasing
population

at some internet sites
these clones are reproducing
with an alarming speed
they're coming into existence
like a full bushel bag
*of sorghum seed

the countryside is covered
in a blanket of smoke
bush fires are burning
around the Guy Fawk's spoke

some thirty thousand hectares
of land has been fried
farms and parts of the national park
burnt from side to side

fire authorities are working
day and night
to encircle the flames and embers
which so searingly bite

slowly they are winning
the protracted war against the flares
their fire fighting equipment
quelling the inferno's chilling nightmare

within the next few days
the fire shall be extinguished and put out
then the countryside wont be covered
in the smokes choking tout

the air will be as clear as a bell
and less smokiness will stand
all the ashes in the bushland
shall bear testament to the fire's brand

love's orchestra
plays
in enduring hearts
the baton
of time
harmonizes
the two
in
a
symphony
of
accord
souls
remaining
steadfast
as
the
endearments
of
love
ever
last

as the Indian pitches
are always spin prepared
few batsmen ever
get well spared

the bowler's turn
of the ball does the trick
there is that out sound
in the bat's snick

Aussie selectors must be
aware of a slow delivery
when they name the team
who'll carry the livery

quicks are a dead loss
on the subcontinent
time and again this
has been so consistent

if we want to win
a test series on Indian soil
we can't let our eleven
be sent there to boil

the wicket has constantly
favored wrists and fingers
so we don't require
fast stinging zingers

two lovers entwined
neath the moonlight
they closely entwined
until first light

in each others arms
they melded so beautifully
as the koels in the meadow
serenaded most expressively

they were sailing
on a cloud of fondness
embracing together
neath the moon's agreeableness

fall's palette of colors over the landscape
these mellow hues on timber stands shall drape
painting a canvas in vintage foliage
copper and bronze being the season's dress code*
with a sprinkling of golden aspen ode
April's leaves returning to rustic frame
parks and mountains all graced by her dame
the brush of autumn's mature coverage
decorating in earthen tone effect
where she displays a ripening aspect
on her boughs clarets and russets brocade
reminiscent of nature's own tincture
nostalgia in the classical picture
*recalling to mind a wooded grove's glade

everywhere*
on our planet earth
we can view
paradoxes
nature is the provider
of these anomalies
as a two sided coin
so divergent
in perspective
an example
shall herein
be shown

a
leafless
tree
seemingly
dead
stands
in
mortis
during
the
winter's
cold
availing
upon
its
limbs
a
lifelessness

yet
the
tepid
air
of
spring's
rejuvenation
revives
and
resuscitates
what
was
thought
to
be
terminal
in
its
branches

the character of nature
is dual
she renders a contradiction
in her
*enigmatic jewel

In a poet's ink a birthing process starts*
Thoughts will sprout on the pages of creation
They can be written with any notation
These mere infants develop beating hearts
Growing to fully matured living kinds
Verses that which we'll remember in joy
They'll ever of our affections employ
Bringing their experiences to minds
Presence given by the words bestowed
Emotion's colours on reading a line
Out of imagination's depths begun
The many figures of speech nicely glowed
Each metaphor a child truly divine
*A reward seen within the risen sun

mining ceased overnight
boom days were no more
the conveyor belt stands idle
buildings in disrepair
infrastructure rusting away
asbestos remnants
piled high
the landscape
irreversibly scarred forever
the town who relied
so much on the mine
slowly ebbed in vitality
one by one
the business houses
were closed
houses where the pit workers lived
vacated for good
the company saw lean times
its ore seen to be hazardous
health concerns
were raised by the medical fraternity
the carpet was pulled
from under the company's feet
its share value
fell hard
it then folded up

in an ex-mining town
a legacy remains
a gigantic gaping hole
poorly in need of remediation
for miles around the mine's site
the asbestos filaments
float on the air
and are carried well beyond
by the wind
miner's who ingested
the asbestos
into their lungs
suffer diseases like Mesothelioma
and other forms of cancers
the town's prosperity
whittled away
the people
have no industry
to keep them sustained
into the dust
the boom turned overnight
mining towns
know well this plight

Epilogue

we hear of a resource
being harvested from the earth
yet where the mineral is mined
there is the potential for a dearth
the slogan of mining towns
is that of boom or bust

the sweet fragrance
of honeysuckle
did waft in the air
twas a bouquet
of beauty
for the lovers
to share
they strolled
amid the scent
as eve drew near
they spoke of their love
which would ever endear
neath the moonlight's luster
they caressed
in the honeysuckle's
loveliness

drawing the ladies in*
by plying a magnetic charm
the guy possesses
quite an alluring arm

no woman can resist
his pulling potency
that is set on the
highest frequency

he engages a strong
bewitching spell
to motion the females
into enticement's well

a most beguiling
magic he'll employ
in riveting the gals
onto his alloy

the gent's power
is so forceful of zeal
captivating women
*with a striking appeal