Long Walters Poems

He stood and aimlessly watched the parade of patrons and volunteers that wandered daily past his kennel.  All so familiar, so ordinary.  Just like every other day he mused.  Nothing new. ...

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There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted 
    this piece.

    ...

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We love William Brangham of the PBS News Hour.William encourages accountability in the things that  we do and PBS News wants us all to abide by the rules so that no one gets abused...

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This is the Third in a series that I wrote for my son a few years back.  I wrote the first and he asked for more. I think they got a little better with...

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1908
Last day at school for me
Some thirteen years Ive had
And Im going to be a farm hand
Just like me dear old Dad

Here now its Mr Peters
A silence falls over the class
'Registration' he says as he...

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Cont…”Bill Jump in my car it’s closer!”  Bill was just a step behind Brick as they hurdled 
over the tape barrier and raced to Brick’s car.
     “You got it pardner!...

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What the Butler Heard
Extract from a memoir

Lord Illustrious Penge of Lampwicker Hall,
Welcomed local Toffs, to his Name-Dropper ball.
Noses upturned with a touch of conceit,
Hob-Knobbing with gentry and gentleman elite.
Colonel recalled, his luncheon with Churchill,
Discussing backbenchers...

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Part I
Three TV shows stick in my mind.
Specific memories are hard to find.
There once was a series, long ago.
I would always cry at the end of the show.

“I Remember Mama” was the program's name.
Their family...

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Holy Crap, good one Cowboy, this guy gives a whole new
meaning to the saying Slice and Dice. Ever see anything like
it Cowboy? naw not in my years as a Texas Ranger I never saw
anything like...

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I'm in the house all alone.
 (She is no where near alone in this house.)
I hear the ringing of the phone.
 (And believe me its not just a mere mouse.)

I answer, but oddly there is...

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To be sung to the tune of Lily Marlene, inspired by the lady herself and the film Personal Services - Cynthia played by Julie Walters.

Underneath the lamplight in a leafy street in Streatham
Lived a naughty...

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Melissa always dreamed of being a beach lifeguard, 
But when it got to the age when she asked about it, 
She was told she could not because of her eye sight, 
Since she is visually...

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She drifts through the visions of someone else’s life,
searching for an essence of purpose.
She wonders where the one she loves has gone.
Why does she feel so lonely, so lost and detached?
She roams in the soft...

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They flee.

Those immortals, back to damnation
Until the full moon, aids again re-creation

The hordes of dog-mongrels, are pacing the earth
It happens with every eclipse, their re-birth

Beginning with claws and proceeding to fang
Expanding their faces, and noses,...

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I forgave them, the anointed flock, rinse them
And wash them, and put them back
To wear your robe, your borrowed diadem
Walk to Golgotha with curse at their back
I forgave them
For they never felt the fire, knew...

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How do you know when the time is right?
When the eyes that once sparkled have lost their light?
When the robust body that used to run and play
has lost its shape, is fading away?
Without words to...

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Cricket in the 70s was great
When the future was up to a World Series fate
And Rod Marsh was one of Kerry Packer’s men
To get better paid was their demand

When the Chappells, Doug Walters, Lenny Pascoe...

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With bowed heads and fervent prayer
 we shed our tears with broken hearts
 in memory of those no longer here,
 those memories are now set far apart.
Names listed on the TV screen
 the familiar ones...

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Trusting 
(without doubt or fear) 
Inverse fine gifts 
(given to us something dear) 
Amoraously 
(with great affection we give.) 
Ambiguious chatter 
(sweet nothings whispered in the ear) 
Ambivalent feelings 
(our existence as a whole.) 
Overtly...

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You Don’t Know...


You don’t know...me.
What I think, like, feel.
You don’t know…what I can do,
or what I have accomplished.
You don’t know… where I have traveled,
or where I am headed.
You don’t know…my hopes and dreams,
or my fears...

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Through the window you can see him there,
shaving whiskers and trimming hair.
Red and white swirling outside the door,
as hair drifts skittering across the floor.

He stands all day, he works so hard
dreaming of a sunbath out...

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