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Anzac

ANZAC

Few among them knew the name Gallipolli
no crystal ball foretold the hell it spawned
but in the misty dawn of 25-04-15 
the legend of the ANZACs would be born.

standing tall in khaki pride
he held his wife and newborn son 
don’t worry love be back real soon 
we’re gonna make them jerries run 

the women waved tear streaked farewells 
from wharves as troop ships steamed away
and crossed horizons far from home 
to face the trials of unknown day

excitement written in their smiles
proud and brave and some so young
they sang ‘Australia Will be There’
and to the winds their voices flung

no notion no suspicion
of the fate their journey faced
as on that fear filled morning
into fiery hell they paced 

and in that violent misty dawn 
sixteen thousand heroic hearts
stormed a friendless beachfront
for king and country do their part

their bravery knew no backward step 
as lacking grit to see it through
would be to turn their back on mates
and no such thought would they pursue

for eight long mud and blood filled months
they dug their trenches fought their fight
and dreamt sweet dreams of those at home 
morning noon and haunted night

the mettle of each beating heart 
for eight long months was tested
too many souls would not return
by the time the guns were rested

so far beyond imaginings
that nightmare task was set
sixty thousand heroes
“Lest We Forget’

Few among them knew the name Gallipolli
no crystal ball foretold the hell it spawned
but in the misty dawn of 25-04-15
the legend of the ANZACs would be born.

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There's Nothing To It

There’s Nothing To It

I found a piece of nothing in my back yard yesterday.
I’d planned to mow the lawn so tried to move the piece away.
I thought to get behind it, backing off and sneaking round.
But it sensed my every movement and steadfastly held its ground.

Nothing made me angry. Nothing made me swear.
Nothing made me quite so mad as seeing nothing there.
Finally I called my wife. “I need your help.” I said.
There’s nothing on the lawn and Darl, it’s doing in my head.”

She said “I’m seeing nothing. You’ll have to show me where.”
Despairingly I turned and shouted “Look there’s ‘Nothing’ there.”
“Exactly!” spoke my wife “And so it seems we both agree.
and now if you don’t hurry you’ll get nothing for your tea.”

I put away the mower and locked the toolshed door.
“Aah well!” I thought, “At my age nothing matters any more.”
I went inside, switched on the box, still feeling all at sea.
My wife called out “Good luck darl, you’ll find nothing on TV.

Warren Cox

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A Path Unknowable


A Path Unknowable

every thought we harbour
every choice we make 
can lead us on a journey
we’re not sure we should take

for roads in life are mostly
unknowing of journey’s end
and the merest deviation
another fork or bend

is always waiting somewhere 
as surely as the day
an impasse an uncertainty
a questioning of the way

though the pathways that we’re taking
may seem that they are fated
each decision is a conscious one
not randomly created

know the road you travel
has been walked upon before
by others who have passaged
seen what lies behind each door

wherever you may journey
to whatever you aspire
keep close all those who know your heart
safe haven when you tire

Wazza

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A Poem

A Poem

a poem can be quite funny 
a poem can be quite sad
some poems are really sensible
while others are quite mad

some are rather silly
designed to fashion laughs
with talk of roosters ducks and geese
or large long necked giraffes

but poems can tell a story
not just be rhyming word
a poem can make your heart take flight
on strong emotions stirred

a poem can give you pleasure
wondrous and sublime
of which there is no measure
take you to another time

and poems belong to everyone
just follow where they lead
turn the page and there they are
in thought word and deed

for poetry is ancient
a timeless limitless cloak
of thoughts and feelings infinite
as old as language spoke

Wazza

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A Cold Wind

A Cold Wind

there’s a cold wind blowing
just outside my door
and a heavy rain is falling
where the sky was blue before
and I know they’ve come to tell me
not to fight it any more
and a cold wind is blowing
just outside my door

when I think back to the summer years
my dreaming mind takes flight
and I marvel at the journey
that introduced me to this night
I hear voices warm and tender
don’t fight it any more
but a cold wind’s still blowing
just outside my door

now memories once faded
arrest me from my sleep
and I reach out to reveal them
bring them back into my keep
the voices are much softer now
don’t fight it any more
and the wind’s a little quieter 
just outside my door

in the theatre of my dreaming
I return to timeless years
a travel through the seasons
the laughter and the tears
the voices now are whispers
but I’m not listening any more
and the cold wind’s stopped blowing
just outside my door

Wazza

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The Love There That's Sleeping

The Love There That's Sleeping

you'll never hear 
the words of my poem
though they'll echo through time 
touching paths you may roam

and you'll never feel 
the warmth of my arms
that ache to enfold you
and keep you from harm

you'll never know
the pain that I feel
for it's locked up in dreams 
that I'll never reveal

the truth of it is
you were never aware
of the love I could give
or the dreams we could share

that's a secret
I hid deep inside
like the hurt that I found 
oh so hard to hide

so goodbye my love
and if you think of me
at the end of the day
in some fond memory

just know as you journey
that forever I'm keeping
safe harbour your heart
for the love there that's sleeping
Wazza

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Thoughts

There are thoughts that tantalize. Sometimes as simple as “I was about to tell you something but it’s gone.” To thoughts that harbour deep in our subconscious, that part of the mind of which we are not fully aware but which influences our actions and feelings.

Thoughts

There's a thought that shone …  though dimly
at the edges of my mind
like a dream just half remembered
in the early dawning time

like the memory of a moment
when my head was dulled by wine
like a childhood … half forgotten
I’m not even sure was mine

like a song I’ve never heard before
and yet … somehow I know
reminiscent of a kiss
I never tasted long ago

from a girl my arms had never held
a photo on a wall
a Cinderella beautiful
whose face I can’t recall

it’s like a friendship long forgotten
yet …  somehow still alive 
in the remnants of my sleeping
reaching vainly to survive

then … of a sudden … teasingly
through the waking haze
for just a fleeting moment
it’s as clear as summer days

until it’s not …  just gone
forevermore to roam
and join the myriad virgin thoughts
that call infinity home

Wazza