the air
has a freshness
to it to-day
as yesterday's rain
washed the dust away

The evil men in Washington do scheme
Be not shocked by this declaration
Their wickedness put upon the nation
Control and compliance is their very theme
Cameras gleaning all manner of datum
The greater population not aware
Files stored on computer hardware
Intrusive these measures hear the drum
Citizens of America spotted
Someone somewhere is tapping the phone
Gathering loads of pertinent tales
All those locales on maps are well plotted
No one is left out of the spying zone
Operatives filling their bales

in the morrow's new dawning
more days of aging begin
they will bring those twilight years
to a final point

a fire ignites every time our bodies make contact
there is a passionate glow of real heat

when we're touching each other
with burning desire
the fire burns hotter
than an electrical wire

as the coals are lit
we'll get on down to it

the pyre will kindle
into an eager bonfire
as we're spicing
each others desire

passion
burning
the flames bright red
in the folds
of our scorching
bed

flames
fiercely racing
through the bushland terrain
consuming all within their path
charred trees and houses bear testament
to their tirade of destruction
the landscape badly burnt
furious fire
flames

on studying
my cover picture this morn
something in my mind
suddenly dawned
five faces stood out
amid the mired shroud
their eyes stared out
from a cloud
I'd not noticed
these five faces before
yet this day they've entered
through my mind's door

the days of the Great Depression
bought recession
Wall Street dipped
values slipped

the economy wasn't in the pink
dollars did sink
finances lost
high was the cost

the stock market in a dark well
for it wasn't well
some years it took
fixing the book

A knight in shining armor bright
Rode along the river's snaking trail
He ruminated on the ensuing fight

To his mind came a flash of light
Employing tactics of skill he'd prevail
A knight in shining armor bright

On display all his bravery and might
The opponent he'd courageously assail
To his mind came a flash of light

Atop a gallant mount he'd flight
Speeding with his lance's piercing nail
A knight in shining armor bright

Defeat entered not into his sight
Victory being well within his bail
To his mind came a flash of light

He'd conquer the opposing knight
With battle flair which wouldn't fail
A knight in shining armor bright
To his mind came a flash of light

shall I tell you about the bathroom sink
well of course you'd like to be in the know
leaving the tap on caused a big flow
the floor was akin to a sodden mink
it took ages to mop up the huge spill
one wasn't too well pleased with this event
gushing water banked at the door vent
saturation flush with the window sill
my concentration was rather too lax
one's mind absorbed in another thing
not a trickling sound did one's ears detect
whence filling one's basin one mustn't relax
attention must be paid to all filling
thence one shall not have that flooding affect

Effulgent hues of spring shall be on view
They'll make for a smashing garden review
A most splendid floral display to see
Trees and vines prettily attired
Truly a glory that can be admired
The pink sweet peas o'er trellis adorning
Looking so divine at break of morning
Yellow daffodils blooming near the path's lee
Every shade of the rainbow parading
Adding lovely tones to the glading
A bursting forth of many bright flowers
Unto one's heart they'll bring such delights
In yards a vast bouquet of fair highlights
Stunning shall be these grouse floret showers

florid blooms adorning avenues and streets
floral petals unfurling to the sun's rays
fragrances sweet they prettily emanate
flourishes of splendid color so varied of hue
fabulous in a bouquet tied with lace or a ribbon
freshly cut daisies on restaurant tables
filling one's eyes in a most pleasant way

florid blooms adorning avenues and streets
floral petals unfolding to the sun's rays
fragrances sweet they prettily emanate
flourishes of splendid color so varied of hue
fabulous in a bouquet tied with lace or ribbon
freshly cut daises placed on restaurant tables
filling the eyes in a most pleasant way

a mother duck piloted
her ducklings across the creek
as they were unfamiliar
with its flowing course

a band of fluffy clouds
drifted over our small township

tendrils upon our shores, dastardly deeds they'll do
tendrils upon our shores, dastardly deeds they'll do
law authorities on the ball, cells to be monitored
law authorities on the ball, cells to be monitored
cells to be monitored, tendrils upon our shores
dastardly deeds they'll do, law authorities on the ball

their intent is to behead, any member of the public
their intent is to behead, any member of the public
our citizens targets, their sights on us
our citizens targets, their sights on us
their intent is to behead, our citizens targets
their sights on us, any member of the public

we're all on notice, they walk among us
we're all on notice, they walk among us
strikes to be foiled, police squads on guard
strikes to be foiled, police squads on guard
they walk among us, police squads on guard
strikes to be foiled, we're all on notice

cells to be monitored, police squads on guard
we're all on notice, their intent is to behead
any member of the public, law authorities on the ball
they walk among us, our citizens targets
dastardly deeds they'll do, their sights on us
tendrils upon our shores, strikes to be foiled

as night hours creep closer
daylight moments shuffle off
the cycle of time moves  
to varying footsteps

water fowl foraged
along the river edge
for small morsels

Our town was to have a rail-line
Circa the mid eighteen nineties
This story has surprised my ears
A local amateur historian apprised me just recently
Documents to support this claim are archived in Sydney

Not far out of our town
On a well know property in the district
Two surveyor pegs are still in existence
Marking the route the rail-line was to track
Though the Forefather's rail-line was never bedded down

The powers that be government leaders of the day
Shelved these impressive plans
They never saw the light of day
Ribbons of steel not coming to fruition
Leading to our town

Other town went ahead rail-lines were established to them
Out town alas and alack missed out
Look where Tamworth and Armidale are to-day
Rail being in their favor
Our town was left to languish and to be dispirited
Going no-where no-where to go

Our Forefather's now lay in their graves
Not quite resting in peace
Their rail proposal for our town unrealized
Good ideas die along with good intentions
Hence their unsettled repose

Our town could have been a regional town
Industry and population dotting the landscape
Rail would have assured our place
The Forefather's rail proposal long since shelved
Consigned into the passing vapor of time

terribly trashed, torn
and tossed
around
the people's belongings
litter the
ground

recovery after tempest
where to
start
everything in the shape
of twisted
art

rebuilding the job
so enormously
big
who'll help them
mend the tattered
rig
where's humanity's
aiding
twig
homes and lively-hoods
crushed like a
fig

an aftermath
to
contemplate
fierce driving winds
and rains did
saturate
the Atlantic's forces
wouldn't
abate
fury unleashed as if
in much
hate

teardrops falling
falling so
hard
teardrops falling
over forlorn
yard

forty two kisses were placed on a note
which had been sent to Miss Marla Mote

when she opened the note she was most surprised
as all the kisses were terribly undersized

she crumpled the note up without haste
and threw it into the paper bin waste

so disappointed was she to find kisses so small
being sent to her by that miserly man from Frobisher Hall

he never was one for writing anything in BOLD PRINT
as the ink would have cost him a fortune and kept him forever skint

forty two small kisses from the miserly man at Frobisher Hall
did of Miss Marla Mote's heart greatly appall

forty two kisses were placed on a note
which had been sent to Miss Marla Mote

whence she opened the note she was most surprised
as all the kisses were terribly undersized

she crumpled the note up without haste
and threw it into the paper bin waste

so disappointed was she to find kisses so small
being sent to her by that miserly man from Frobisher Hall

he never much liked writing anything in bold print
as the ink would cost him a fortune and keep him forever skint

forty two small kisses from that miserly man at Frobisher Hall
did of Miss Marla Mote's  heart greatly appall