Long Kangaroos Poems

"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." 
Charles Baudelaire

"Smell is a Word. Perfume is Literature."

"There are...

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“The Fallen”



Remote,
he sees himself 
in the reflection of cold close 
yet distant shop windows, 
his final journey along the 
Hard Time Road
walking alone, 
unforgiven, no home
for the rest of his natural life 
a million knives...

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“Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. Been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals, having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald pine trees,...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. I've been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals and having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald...

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Let’s say the number 1
iconically speaks in Left-Yang Universal Language,
root of ecosystemetrics,

while PlaceHolder (0)
bicamerally dreams in Right-YinDiPolar ReGenerative PolyCultural Action,
health-flow of autonomic, enthymematic thought and awareness
influenced by feelings of EarthCentric  BiCameral Consciousness
as Plan A,
so...

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Galactic Strings or Void of Space?

A poem’s akin to a necklace, one fashioned
of water-worn pebbles (from rarest of realms),
stone cold truths tumble-polished, love’s chord weaves together.
Do fossilized beads left behind in Life’s wake
spark faint hint...

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Nylon waste is often akin to a brushed out stable, manger, or stall. But brushing the carpet is often a resemblance of a swirling cloud of dust and tobacco shards and tobacco shards are not...

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is everyone from Barking  Barking mad?
Does everyone In Lambeth do the Lambeth walk?
Is Leicester Square In Leicester?
Is The Elephant And Castle a place where they hide Elephants?
Is Oxford Street in Oxford?
And Paddington a bear?
Highgate...

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Each year in August the teams descend, cricket foe morphing quickly to friend,
Bonds are forged on a pitch unique, camped on the banks of Reedybrook creek. 
The grass is cut, the fields set out, the...

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Relax your mind from any troubles that come your way
Easier said than done…but it’s required of us to have leisure time once in a great while! I have no problem with that whatsoever!
Laze around and...

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"The Cost of War through Peace"

She had spent 
some elaborate 
time 
with snakes,

learning
their ways,
yet in the very 
back of her mind,

in her memories,
she remembered
the stories told
long ago,
the sleepy songs sung;

curiously,
they were always
delivered in the dark,
as...

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“Gotta’ ‘git’ ‘im!” Followed the howl of death.
His cigarette burnt brighter, when he sucked another breath.
“Will I get the gun and spotlight?” I asked rising from my chair.
“Nar’, no sense!” the ‘old man’ said. “He...

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I was on me way to Adelaide, to watch the Blues take on the Crows,
it’ll be a super effort winning there, as every Vic here knows,
I could have flown and watched the game and done...

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The Snow that Flurried like Chatting Kangaroos
Ramah Prince was thinking about Suhail G Faizal again. Suhail G was a remarkable rover with pretty hair and wide lips.

Ramah walked over to the window and reflected on...

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soft dough eye eucalyptus eater
 a vegan that sleeps through the days 
 without the energy of meat from a deaden cousin
 the gentle soft Australian teddy bear, alone or with
 a mother— there a...

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Amazing acrobats astound awe-stricken audiences.  Amy always asks about acts already arranged.

Bouncing bears balance beach balls.  Bobby Bear bicycled behind Betsy Bear.

Crazy clowns crash carelessly.  Carousels circle clockwise.

Daring demonstrations dazzle dazed dreamers....

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Picky child I was
before & still am as
I’m writing this
picky, petite poem –

I am different
now…I’ve changed for
the better, though
it was a challenging
chore
Clever and cheery
teenager I am in the
present and past,
getting used to
foods I once didn’t
adore...

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My guru carries a set of brass knuckles
you'd think he'd be all yes sir and no sir
but instead I get ahah hoho and egad
I can't do anything right on my best day
and I have the...

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Bloody streuth look out mate here they come
The Tourists Downunder to have some fun
Clickin’ their cameras, looking goggle eyed
While out in the hot sun getting deep fried
Askin’ for service and getting in our hair
Makes you...

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As the first man alive to be king of a tropical rainforest

I can guarantee this reign will be far from the shortest

What I'm trying to say is my heart is the forest

The trees are the...

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Gone Kanga

Stories tall and fish will do
in Aus we caught a kangaroo
put him in the outhouse neat
clean bowled old Barney off his feet
but did i mention fishing :)

been to the river an it was deep
bulldogged...

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Spent all day cleaning up my car for a trip to Broken Hill.
Serviced, oiled and greased. The petrol tank is filled.
Left Adelaide for the open road; sun setting in the west.
An orange sky slowly dies;...

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i grew with my sister for months upon end
squished up and squashed in beside my best friend
we held strong together until we were due
i knew nothing at all of little white shoes

sweet tiny arms stretched...

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Joan Of Ark


Noah was a geyser, a bible kind of guy
Wouldn’t take no messing from a vicious gospel sky
He’d got the nod from Mr God to build a massive boat
And save the beasts and birdies...

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