Long Togs Poems

Now in my decline from a time back then
  I remember the days in a life when I was ten,
when we lived in a shadow much greater
  at the foot of the mount...

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I'm ready if you are.
Steadily walking past wekas, canoes, sailboats, motorboats, along concrete paths, down ash-felt slopes
Across intersecting car trails
Drawn only by the beckoning beach.

Feet slipping over Northland's rough green grass
Damp, spongy, smooth grit of...

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Apocalypse Beans

Sometimes it seems 
your chest is about to cave in.
You try to catch a breath but 
your heart flutters like a dry leaf;
Just more suburban undulations;
Dressed down for a slow blues song.
Apocalypse Beans sizzle...

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a remembrance of the perfect girl
      the phantoms of a wakeless world
         percale and crisp, so sheets unfurl
   the bastion...

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Standing near the front of the queue
The boy rehearses his lines
"Just three or four pints"
Over and over again in his head

Focussing on every step
That takes him to the inquisitor
Stray too far to the left or...

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Sifting warm sand 
through my fingers
lustrous fine grains 
glitter my palm.
Soothed
by the soft powdery touch,
I sit for a while 
under the rocks
My bare feet 
swirl patterns in the sand
as I idly watch
a beach life unfold

Bustling...

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Said Bashful Billy
To this pretty young filly
"Can I give you a peck on the cheek?"
Said the pretty filly
To Bashful Billy
"Yes, but first there's something I seek!"

Well, Bashful Billy
Really had no clue
What this filly was asking...

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Acrotic?
Bored, I got sunburnt,
Evidently, I learnt,
Across the road ,
Cantered cane toads, 
Henry thought it’s fine,
Bull mastiff Jerry Hog's,
Laugh's at every bodies dogs,
A growling all the time .
No body wore their togs,
Kangaroos were banned,
Elisa sat and...

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Said Bashful Billy
To this pretty young filly
"Can I give you a peck on the cheek?"
Said the pretty filly
To Bashful Billy
"Yes, but first there's something I seek!"

Well, Bashful Billy
Really had no clue
What this filly was asking...

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Said Bashful Billy
To this pretty filly
"Can I give you a peck on the cheek?"
Said the pretty filly
To Bashful Billy
"Yes, but first there's something I seek!"

Well, Bashful Billy
Really had no clue
What this young filly was asking...

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Hear the muttered snivel of our kids  
Puked away to gloom, twinge and disease 
Wrecked by creeds
To fulfill an antique mores 
Whose ruin is beyond scientific darn 

See the boulevards and the creeks ...

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Said Bashful Billy
To this pretty filly
"Can I give you a peck on the cheek?"
Said the pretty filly
To Bashful Billy
"Yes, but first there's something I seek!"

Well, Bashful Billy
Really had no clue
What this filly was asking for
So...

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Grey clumper
Our old grey clumper horse,
 bit by brown snake, bad egg,
The horse stood on him, snake struck a leg,
Grey had him pinned, stomped snake to death,
Both died, horse fell on the snake inept,
(clumpers are...

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Every age
is a nursery for afterthoughts.
I am a wardrobe for naked shelves,
naked hips and joints,
naked space.  Behind me
old clothes slung on a chair, 
nylon clouds, woolen hills
all only partly filled,
partly lived in.

I call them...

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When i was a wean we got everything free.from first bras to high heel shoes. ma mammy 
thought she had the cream of the crop, five braw weans what a jaw drop. dad wasn't 
working,...

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Leave it all behind. There’s no room for your baggage,
but your togs, towel and the factor 50 promise.
Sail the roads west.

Teenage freedom is in the bottom of the lidl bag,
clung by ice-creamed fingers, up the...

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I feel at liberty having you here,
Sitting unassumingly,
In the corner of my lounge. 
Free to cavort naked as my mother bore me,
While you remain firm and sure,
Spurning your chances to,
Remark upon my togs. 
Your bare...

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Beach, I went sunburnt,
Evidently, I learnt,
Across the road ,
Cantered cane toads, 
Henry thought it’s fine,
Bull mastiff Jerry Hog's,
Laugh's at every bodies dogs,
A growling all the time .
No body wore their togs,
Kangaroos were banned,
Elisa sat and...

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My mother wore a duster
(Or a housedress) ‘round the house,
Which was once the garb of women
(Even lacking kids or spouse).

It was likely made of cotton
In a shift-style meant for ease,
Much more comfortable for housework
Than a...

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