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2025.3.15
Happy birthday to my fourth sister.
Congratulation all the way to Switzerland.
At the same time, I have to say goodbye
To the person, whom I met
On my fifth sister's birthday.
Two months to date. A very brief encounter.
Due to greedy and selfish,
We must be parted.
When travelling, all I wanted
Was to enjoy sightseeing and swimming
I could not offer,
Anything more than a travel companionship.
Maybe I could extend to having drinks and dinning.
I have been very selfish,
I liked to do thing my way.
I appreciated open conversations,
Discuss the journey thoroughly,
Care and share, give and take,
But not one way traffic,
And no hidden agenda what so ever.
I am long overdue for a holiday.
Whether Overseas or Interstate.
It had been more than two decades,
I travelled to Europe and Asia,
My last trip to Sydney,
With my friend and her partner.
We got there by private transport.
This time, I shall go by trains,
For the first time, I want to walk
On the Sydney icon "Harbour Bridge".
To the Rocks Square and then
Pressing my feet to make stamps,
On the steps of the Opera House.
I do not mind to either
Heading North to Lake Macquarie
Or down south to Jervis Bay.
Either place is fine by me,
As long as I have a chance to swim.
Few days ago, for the first time,
I swam in Lake King, Paynesville,
Caught the ferry to Raymond Island.
Gippsland Lakes Reserve.
I even found three koalas,
But no kangaroo, nor echidna.
It was very different experiences.
I walked through a town, of an island,
With many talls and big eucalypstic trees,
Which lined up in front of the properties,
However, I did not find the scent,
As I did when I strolled pass Mount Macedon.
Where I thought someone,
Wore the mild au de cologne,
Followed me along the dirt paths,
All the way from Camel Hump to down town.
Where I was told, the trees and the bush lands,
Released beautiful scent.
I have travelled extensively in Victoria,
From coast beaches Warrnambool
To in land historical towns like Bendigo.
It is about time I should cross the border and travel further.
I shall travel as long as I could.
You've heard the word “delicious” before
But until I met you, my love
It didn't exist till I shouted it out loud
When you gave my heart a big shove
There are other new words that I've created
Like “yummy” or even “sweetie”
All these words are now used extensively
By lovers scrawling graffiti
There's some though I can't mention here
They're monitoring what we write
No naughtiness, my wrists'll surely get slapped
But I sometimes slip 'em in, in spite
A word that's on the borderline is “bum'
It's sometimes acceptable how it's used
Like using it to describe a “bum” on the street
Not your ass, don't get confused
Oops! I believe I might've messed up
Maybe they weren't paying attention
They were too busy checking everybody else
And I won't receive a detention
You've heard the word “delicious” before
© Jack Ellison 2013
I have relatives all over the USA, in one state or another.
Thanks to my randy great-grandparents who could not keep their hands off each other.
They had eighteen children, sometimes in two’s, and most of their children had ten.
Eight was considered a failure to the family, it truly had to be at least ten, back then.
Their tiny Iowa farmhouse was so ridiculously small, it was crazy.
But they raised nine fine sons, and nine ambitious daughters, and none of them was lazy.
We had our family reunions on an extensively long flatbed truck.
We went on hayrides, and we played with twenty-something cousins in the muck.
I have relatives all over the USA, in one state or another.
Thanks to my randy great-grandparents who could not keep their hands off each other.
The Cider Gum (Eucalyptus Gunnii)
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
The full Moon ablaze in the night sky
Beams down on the dead and dying Cider Gums
Their ghostly silhouettes, so white and stark
Now just a reminder of the past
…
The Central Plateau, the High Country of Tasmania
Is or was home to these magnificent trees
Now there bleached skeletons tell the story
That the environment in which they flourished has changed
…
Grazed extensively by native and domestic animals
Used by the aboriginals, settlers and trappers
The Cider Gum leaf, was used to make cider
And the sweet scent used to freshen homes
…
Eucalypts Gunnii (Cider Gum) unique to Tasmania
Once so prevalent and used in a variety of ways
Now standing forlorn, dead and slowly dying
Their limbs and branches bleached white by the sun
…
Many attempts have been made to re-introduce the gums
But the changing environment and pressure from the wildlife
Has meant that the Cider Gum is facing a loosing battle
For the seasons have changed, not enough rainfall and hot summers
And the snow no longer on the ground for weeks on end
…
Such a unique and magnificent shade tree, stepped in history
Will soon be a distant memory and extinct
Will be left to the old timers to tell about the Cider Gums
For I have doubts that mother nature can revitalize Eucalyptus Gunnii
Who wouldn’t want to take a lovely cruise
Over blue waters with all your cares to lose,
Relaxing on the upper deck and dancing every day?
Land ahoy! You get to leave the ship and see great views
During stops of interest along the cruise ship’s way!
Caribbean or European. Any of them can be such fun.
Royally you are treated! You really ought to take one!
Unless you are allergic to the sunshine and the sea,
It’s simply a no-brainer. Travel lounging in the sun!
Start on any coastline ; tour the world extensively.
End up tan and happy with a lasting memory!
Oct. 9, 2017 For Kevin Shaw's World Cruise Acrostic Poetry Contest
I await the soft breeze to bring ease
or a whispering voice of reason
I cry crimson chronicles
and journal extensively,
adopted articles of admonition
I thought I could bargain with
Refraining from the I told you so’s
I’ve deduced it to common errors
I sustained, but a burning bush is just that,
burned with fire until ash
Deceived were those
by the empty heads
delivering false hope
they’ve chosen sinking ships
and turned their cheek
It’s a circus out there
step by step,
it was in the shadows
and in dreams, there,
for everyone with any sense at all
long before it came into shape,
I wrote of it all
during the ill-advised
unperceived puppeteers
motioning their marionettes
predictions becoming real life,
one could not have imagined
the destruction in place
It’s a circus out there,
we’re on its merry-go-round
I’m not proud of it
I laughed at first,
with a desire to blame
It’s just not me,
I no longer am the same~
I paint Buddha heads
and write prose instead
It’s what keeps a balance
when the world's scales seem off
as for the zephyr,
only time will tell
Here is my message;
get to the real nitty-gritty
b’fore you make
wrong decisions again
It’s a circus out there
3/10/26 5:07 pm
A perfect landing
in the Coast of San Diego
Congratulations Artemis II
Hello everyone! I am destruction,
an extensively used word
I have existed since creation of humans
Mankind has raised me to a high pedestal
through, talks, research, prose, poetry
and endless acts.
I don't understand why humans
exaggerate so much about me.
They claim doomsday is near,
have been saying it since eternity
but nothing has happened
I am as eternal as human race
for humans only talk,
they do nothing to destroy me
There are few who work against me
They're hardworking and dedicated
very small in number
I was created along with humans,
will perish only when human race perishes.
19.09.2021
For : Edward Ibeh, This or That, Vol
Title chosen : Destruction
In 2020 I wish I had not let my mother die,
but bone cancer has a mind of its own, and does not ask permission
I am glad we had her memorial service on February second
For other mothers were buried in March
And the congregation was limited to ten mourners.
I am glad that I painted forty new canvases, and had the time.
In 2020 I wish I had more incentive to watch the U-tube videos
That showed me how to use GoogleClassroom and Zoom
As we have been using them extensively for eight months now
Man, I really really really wish I had paid more attention
how to set up appointments and how the calendar interacts with these programs. I feel happy that I wrote over two thousand poems though.
In 2020 I am glad that I got to see four of my grandchildren,
But feel sad that it has been a year since I have seen the other six.
I regret having shingles and asthma,
for these ailments have kept me from fully living this pandemic year.
It has kept me home, “safely” sheltered in place.
I regret my weight gain, but understand it.
Eating has been my only comfort in 2020.
I am excited to say I am eating a Milky Way candy bar right now.
Is this chair free?"
"Sadly, not. Finest oak, sprinkled with fairy dust
hence extremely and extensively expensive!" she teased;
their eyes touched then bumped away.
He was French and a little confused; she just wanted to be!
A smile sprang off the top springboard of her mouth,
performing a perfect somersault
pirouetting onto his bottom lip
to linger with warm intrigue.
Simultaneously they laughed
and for a few seconds
their mirth seemed to tentatively hold hands.
Days later... that relationship
had threaded a gossamer cobweb of attraction.
Weeks later... nuances dallied,
private thoughts revealed, intimacy heightened.
Months later...they reached the stage
and page of mentioning age;
they just nittered and nattered
that it mattered... not!
He was twice her age;
she, half his size.
He was French, she was English.
The perfect fit!
And so, the relationship jitterbugged forward
expressed with a language of love.
The narrative over the years
dictated by humorous commas, tender semicolons,
occasional crusted exclamation marks
until time's clock ran out and, sadly, the final full stop laid.
She sits now, turning the pages of warming memories in her mind;
pulling back those first few words he had offered her.
"Is this chair free?"
She mimicked the smile that had first enticed him
and painfully whispered, "C'est maintentant, mon cheri!"
Annabelle Albatross’s amazing aquatics astound audiences at Atlantic airshows.
Bill Beaver’s barrel-rolling barely bumps bobbing buoys.
Crustaceans crowd cramped coves. Charlie Crab cowers, camouflaged creatively.
Dennis Dolphin dives deeply dragging down desirable delicacies.
Elegant electric eels electrify everything. Edgar Eel eats extensively.
Fancy Fanny Flounder flaunts fluorescent fins.
Gigantic gems glisten, giving George Guppy giggles.
Henrietta Hippo holds hands harmoniously hugging Henry Hippo.
Isabella Ibis is inching inland. Infant Iris Ibex idles indoors.
Jeremiah Jellyfish jests joyfully. Juvenile jellyfish join Jeremiah.
Kibitzing Kingfishers keep kids kicking. Katy Kingfisher knits knickerbockers.
Luminescent ladybugs land lightly. Light-hearted, lily-white lizards lounge leisurely.
Many manatee move marvelously, making mini musical masterpieces.
Noone notices ninety needlefish nestled neatly near nets.
Oscar Octopus ogles Ophelia Octopus openly. Ophelia observes Oscar’s oddities.
Pretty Penny Platypus playfully poses.
Quirky Quincy Quail quickly quits quacking.
Racy Rhonda Rattlesnake ran races ‘round round racetracks.
Sassy Sammy Salamander snoozed silently, snorting sand.
Tarsiers traverse terribly tall trees trying to track tiny termites.
Unique umbrellabirds update unclear unicorns under umbrellas.
Voiceless vultures vacate very vivid vegetation.
Wally weasel watches walrus’s wade, wisely waiting.
Xena x-rayed Xyli Xenops.
Young Yuri Yak yelled “Yuck! Yogurt!”
Zombie zebras zip-lined, zealous zookeepers zig-zagged.
Started July, 1996
Finished Feb, 2018