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"Possums on the Run - Part 3"


Collecting cut 
silver blue grass
carries garbage bags
green-ant bites, no siree,
this aint fun.
Stand guard, he’s the 
lawn mower Pope 
(she laughs)
on his ever vigilant run.

Look on him with sadness
Look on him with Love
“one less mouth to feed”,
she thinks,
“best to run run run”.

What could have been
lies under Palm, Pinaroo
buried under rain and Sun
never coming home…

He’s a roll your own man
sits on the back step 
watching the setting sun
dark indigo shooting star sparkles
gecko changing colour on the wall
Fruit Bat squeals 
hissing Bush Rat runs.

He’s thinking, “make 
the lawn safer
ruddy trapdoor spiders, 
poor piping hot water
down the holes
cover with dirt. 
That’ll kill 'em, 
stop the effers 
before they bite ‘n hurt.”
Takes a sip of hot black Tea
gets up to iron the school shirts.

Sunday becomes Monday
becomes Tuesday bleeds
into remaining days 
like Autumn leaves into 
Winter trees bare barren branches
of each week, this is his life
these days his ever dwindling 
seeds of memories.

What purpose day in day out
he is screaming on the inside
no where to voice it, no one to 
share his Black Dog bouts.
“Make sure the table’s set for breakfast
and all the doors are locked girl, 
before you turn the lights out”.

And you think, 
“Is this all there is?”
You look through the windows
outside into the dark
along the fence
possums are running,
You think, 
“Run Possums Run”.

Lynette, Linnet 
a small bird, goddess, idol 
ever golden burning Pheonix
on your shoulders
sings her fading song 
“lovely child please, 
never ever forget”

(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Jan)


All 4 parts of "Possums on the Run" dedicated to an honourable man, an extremely courageous man, who served in both Royal Australian Army (first regiment into Vietnam) and Royal Australian Airforce, who lost his wife to cancer (32 yrs) and raised three girls on his own. This man was all about speaking his "TRUTH" and standing firm by what he believed in, my father V.C. (Peter) Burton.

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