When you see poetry
Everywhere and in everything,
It’s pertinent to stop stymying.
And from time-to-time take a 'poetry walkabout' —
"Time," when you put down the pen,
leave the paper on the tree,
and open your eyes to see,
the magnificent moments in the ordinary billabong or a good ol’ singabout,
Where you let your insides out,
in a painting, in a workout, in a cook-up,
in a stitch up, bare feet soiled, and run like Phar Lap*,
return breathless with glee, have a cuppa, and then peruse the words you’ve borrowed —
With new eyes,
re-tuned ears and spirit,
love returns, more spit and grit, now without the sh*t,
The joy of untangling ideas is re-hallowed.
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 12:56 AM UTC
When you see poetry
Everywhere and in everything,
It’s pertinent to stop stymying.
And from time-to-time take a 'poetry walkabout' —
"Time," when you put down the pen,
leave the paper on the tree,
and open your eyes to see,
the magnificent moments in the ordinary billabong or a good ol’ singabout,
Where you let your insides out,
in a painting, in a workout, in a cook-up,
in a stitch up, bare feet soiled, and run like Phar Lap*,
return breathless with glee, have a cuppa, and then peruse the words you’ve borrowed —
With new eyes,
re-tuned ears and spirit,
love returns, more spit and grit, now without the sh*t,
The joy of untangling ideas is re-hallowed.
A walkabout is what Australian indigenous people call a journey, a time to reconnect with one's roots, traditions and life-meaning. Phar Lap was a legendary NZ born and Australian trained horse that won the 1930 Melbourne Cup.
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