Long Cockatoos Poems

"Barefoot in the Bushfires of the Vanities"



Heat rises slowly to rapture flames licking and teasing
Blue Ghostgums to stretch and crack wide open
as Fire spreads molten sweet sap bleeding burgundy all over 
amber gold wild bush...

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“Barking Up the Wrong Tree” 

ghost gums
shed their bark 
the min-min 
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to 
imprint and write
thoughts, like the 
ripening welts of 
green ants 
small bites sting
subcutaneous and 
meridional, 
terra...

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If you don't love dogs, you probably won't like this poem...my wife and I DO!


Can’t believe I used to think - when I was very young - that dogs made poorer pets than cats and...

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It was a party of fleas who dropped some tea into the sea 
Created a baby that lifted its mommy
Now there is an elephant and donkey in the room
So, might asked who’s the bigger ***?
A...

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"The Hummingbird Cake"




The day started bright -

Bright Eggshell Blue
and ended in percussion
dark and cloudy stormed in
thunder pummelled drums
against a backdrop of 
bruised eggshell dijon yellow
sweating heavy sage green
spitting spoilt the swollen pride of purple,
a wet...

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"The Flow"




I walked into the Ocean today
the Wind was wild whipping up the waves
like lemonade white horses riding into shore
I tread water, the Aquamarine was a washing machine 

While someone else’s kids raced by me...

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First Annual Poetry Soup Convention shall be held on June 21st at Stonehenge
For Nina’s convenience and to entice Jan, Melani, Brandy, Heidi and Anne-Lise.
M.L., Rhona, Brian, Joseph, and Emile will build the fire, and bring...

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2. There is Autumn 

in the Australia, in the Russia
----------------------------------
 

The red-haired Autumn has come to Russia.

She has painted all the leaves 

of the trees 

with gold colour.

The Wind and the Rain love her very...

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Dusk On the Murray River

A crimson red blanket hangs over the river, shrouding its steep muddy banks.
This is dusk on the Murray River, the Mississippi of this great land.
Fifteen hundred miles of slow-flowing water linking...

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In a bird's life.We get things like a bird seed
bell, or a set of wood chimes, to wake the house 
after a long night sleep.In a bird's life.We get
names like Tweety Bird, Woody Woodpecker, Daffy...

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Very soon marmosets and moose
will get their vaccines.

A lone gnome fishes in a Koi pond.

The light of the moon
has been dimmed by a Chinese switch.

Elite bands of cockatoos
fight for free speech, but just for themselves.

Preening...

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we only wanted to be kids
not heroes.
we wanted to catch ships of clouds at the sky
not black seadevils in the drain.
we wanted lemons for lemonade
not salt for our wounds.

but there it came
the dramatic change of...

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The pungence of heartbreak swelters
in the tangled dreadlocks of love-lies-bleeding
Take me somewhere exotic
to breathe not the foul aroma
of disappointment and despair
Show me fields laced with frangipani and orchids
in colors sweet and light as daydreams
Find me...

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On the 1st day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
A koala in a gum tree
On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Two parrakeets.
On the 3rd day of Christmas my...

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Walking through doors
to a strange land,
the corridors ahead
spread out like hands


I went to the left
and found the dark,
creeping around 
some foreign part


Retracing my steps 
I went back to the light,
thinking which way
to get out of...

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Ring,ring,ring,ring, 
Ansew the bloody thing!
"Well what you want eat "
What you got? We got!
      ~~~~~~~~~~
Crab & corn soup with side order of rat!
Crispy Duck that taste like cat,
Crispy spring roll...

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Am sure it was a competition 
To see who could wake the humans
The cockatoos started the show
With their flamboyant flight
And ruckus callings
joined by the mad galahs
Their screeching an radical swerving 
The crow just looked on
Its...

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Charred wood and ash 
stink, after fires
in Garigal high-country.

A single crow cries
road-side, on a black tree-post
guarding road kill –
a round brown wallaby
with feet stuck-up.

Ash covers ash:
grey dust lies still...

until rain drizzles sweet liquid,
wets dirt, licks...

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"War and Peace"



strange birds 
flying freedom wings

it was a clear blue sky day
punctuated by white 

surrendering 
the clear point of morning

a pterodactyl drowning the drill
of cockatoos, galahs and magpies

bleeding...

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My dear old cockatoo
You know that I love you.
You with your sulfur crest,
You by far are the best.

Your pure white, soft feathers
Tell me of endeavors
You braved the howling wind
And found your way across
The Pacific ocean.

Your...

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Oh, so bluest the sky doth shine
A hint of the new season’s ploy,
Sweet November a springtime shrine
Grains of golden sands of pure joy.

Towards December’s hottest sun
Where the dust is stirred to a tune,
And winter waifs...

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For far shires beyond the western red sun
  I’m leaving the Land of the Long White Cloud -
to journey across the blue horizon
  where cockatoos in bloodwoods sing aloud.
Trading in my black singlet...

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Why can’t you stay? Your pretty views
are skies’ cerulean and the blues
of sweet wild blooms that I can see
beneath a sun that shines for me
like lemon crests on cockatoos!

Watermelon and honeydews -
I savor flavors in...

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Walking past the traffic lights

I’m walking past the traffic lights when I see a running knight,
He was running from a giant with an almighty height.
As I walked further I saw something fluttering in the wind,...

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