Long Cairns Poems

I’ve unfurled the Southern Cross tonight and put it
On the wall, and as I gazed the longest while.. I thought I heard the
dingo’s call?  It couldn’t be as all
Round me were the sounds of...

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Christmas Past and Present Bring Me Tears 

My legs of yesterday's 
walked into a Christmas storybook,
a glorious past,
pages filled with good tidings.
And as young kid, once with open eyes,
with clinging beliefs
in good shepherds,
it was
my parents,...

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The Bichon Frise

The Bichon in chiffon looks so frou 
That the crowd duly wowed has to coo 
‘Til the dog starts to droop
And its owner to scoop 
Some acutely embarrassing doo

The Border Collie

It was not...

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On the deaths of Major John Cairns Bartholomew, of Wadworthshire, and a much loved Devizes tree...

Beneath a grey and monumental sky 
In wild confetti clouds that dance in air
The blossom falls; all trees and men...

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What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis?
Sun-glints of memory,
warm rays of kinder days,
tranquil as the soil-sleepers
before they broke the coffin confines
and howled free.
What lies beneath the crying cairns?

The pearling bones, bone-pearls
of scattered skulls and souls.
Draughts of...

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I took a stroll through Boot Hill Cemetery the other day,
To take a look at where outlaws and other rabble lay.
Some graves were marked by stones, others by weathered board;
Many covered with cairns of rock,...

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She exits the shower
As i towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
 
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part i caress
Her wanting stokes
 
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In...

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She exits the shower
As I towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
 
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part I caress
Her wanting stokes
 
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In...

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The beach gathers its dead. Thousands of horseshoe crabs
come home on the full moon’s tide. Their courting dances, 
scrawled with claw and carapace in the wet sand, leave
with the ghost hands of nursing Autumn wave.

Their...

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Drugs like anger and toxin like pills
Flashing from the side of the ditch. 
Holding out the rain, trying so hard 
to rot whatever it touches.

Curses to the sun 
that drying bitch, 
flooding the world with...

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Sugar Cane Blues
By
Kevin L Fairbrother

Sugar, Sugar it’s everywhere
From Proserpine to Cairns
The green fields of cane
Are in your face all the time

On the road I’m driving
The cane swaying on both sides
Radio blaring a Muslim invasion
Who cares...

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Old Persian expedition of eight ships
Eight hundred soldiers on board with whips
Traveled and obliterated Aksumites of good gesture
People of worship, peace and humane nature

Aksum of ivory and gold
Many stories, forgotten and untold
Ripped of faith, freedom...

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Gazing over the plains nestled far below
Inching our way over rock-strewn trails,
The words resounding through our thoughts
Keep silent...like ivy growing wild, reaching
For moisture in several directions at once.

The attention we give these mountains needs
No conversation...

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White cloaked among the shine of brass and glass, Father waits,
cries of past and present mingle, among the cairns of dead.
He paces penitently within the maze 
of the stucco glazed cemetery.

"Shall I pray for your...

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