Rest your hands on my waist
        and I'll rest mine on your shoulders

Glide with me around the venue
          and tango with me across the dance floor

Buy nasty food with me
         and spill Shirley Temple on my pure white dress with me

Poss for professional photos with me
        and rest your chest against my back as I blush

Hold me close
         as I hold my breath
              hoping this moment-
                             this night-
                                     never ends.

POSS MARIJ <2OZ

A smart and funny kid, lanky and tall
Cliché mop of hair which on him looks good
Personality-plus, new jokes each day
He makes the day better by being around

He’s not around today. But here’s his name
His date of birth. Some words that don’t make sense…
So that’s why no one’s seen him since…since when?
But when you ask, no one says anything

A smart and funny kid, lanky and tall
No one can hear him crying in the holding cell

Jill. Fred phoned. He can't make tonight.
He said he'd call again, as soon as poss.
I said (on your behalf) OK, no sweat.
He said to tell you he was fine,
Only the crap, he said, you know, it sticks,
The crap you have to fight.
You're sometimes nothing but a walking *******.

I was well acquainted with the pong myself,
I told him, and I counselled calm.
Don't let the ******* get you down,
Take the lid off the kettle a couple of minutes,
Go on the town, burn someone to death,
Find another ****, giver her some hammer,
Live while you're young, until it palls,
Kick the first blind man you meet in the *****.

Anyway he'll call again.

I'll be back in time for tea.

Your loving mother.

heard this morning
the bus....
best way to cook possum
skin an gut the poss'
put in an oven bag
with some wine or verjuice
and  herbs
samphire or wattercress
and roast 'im
about the same time as ya
would a chook....
comes out beautiful and tender
ya can do it with echinda too
bit they 're not as good....
bit stringy eh!

Dear,'unemployment destroyer'

I would like to ***** in your likeness a bust, made of wax and not iron so that it won't rust,
it's for free you can trust me,
I'm a faithful employee,not workshy or lazy.
It is plain crazy I know,it's like making pancakes with snow but who then would know what you look like.
If you don't agree with this wax bust for free you can make one yourself or buy one 'off the shelf',it makes no difference to me,
you're a boss,a dead loss and to be honest I don't give a toss.ps

If poss' let me know before five when I go for a break,take your time I'll take mine,the bust is for free but you're paying for me.

Chilly wind has crossed
I go to see who fly past
A witch if poss

Mmm...mebbe I'll manage a sonnet about what followed.  Prolly won't.  But, you never can tell.



(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCXCVIII)


Where golden shafts flirt with the fainting sense
Of clearing skies sae purely blue, til hale
Warmth looks upon my naked arms' detail
As sparrows sing like all is games from hence,
O let my soul, if poss'ble, vanish thence
To higher realms likeas twas mine t'avail.
And whilst the frore breath sifts through, to exhale
With softest measures plying wisps, I'll breathe.  Whence?
Don't ask unless ye've lo, the Scriptures fer
Just whither.  Now's a thin chance to see through,
Although I canna pierce the mists in tour.
Let my soul hear the sparrows as they woo
Us from beyond this wasteland I've as twere
Been wandring years now, til that I see...You.

21Mar19d