Australia Day 2025
I’m grateful for the things I have
And for my family too.
The friendships made along the way
Some old, some very new.
I’m glad I live just where I do
And proudly do I stand.
The freedom here that we all share
Australia is my land.
I’ll lay out in our sun so warm
I will not give a toss.
And when the stars come out tonight
Salute the Southern Cross.
So, on this Twenty Sixth of Jan
I’ll raise our flag so high.
And celebrate Australia Day
Our anthem sing, will I.
I know there’s some who’ll disagree
And they will raise their voice.
For that is our Australian way
All here can have a choice.
The only time we have is now
We cannot change our past.
Our futures never guaranteed
So, make each second last.
And when it is all said and done
I’ve one more thing to say
To every one of you out there
‘Happy Australia Day.’
Christine: 26/1/2025
Esoteric Duessa rips her broomstick from tree root
Xero terra spread in cyclonic swirls, left arid
Clay gape cracked lips scream during harsh removal
Lorn as she controls currents, her craft lucid
Ululant laugh triumphant escapes staid expectation
Defiance flies aboard dead flora, north star
Enchanted coasting atop shooting illume invocation
Dark side moon broom skis fire crackle spark
Zoom of metamorphosis fetches witch her apparition
Odyssey orbit drifts brisk bristles past disparity
Notion to override makeshift matrix inflate vast vision
Eradicate terror in soaring spellbound clarity
Twenty sixth January
Thaumaturge insanity
L-ive with supreme sacrifice,
O-ffer to God your full fervor;
R-egardless of the season,
N-ever hold back your
A-rdor.
S-upreme sacrifice in life
A-ims to show your submission;
M-eekness and obedience
S-eem parallel to your devotion.
O-n the twenty-sixth of January, you work from sundown to sunrise;
N-ight is made daytime, proving your supreme sacrifice.
M-orn twenty-sixth January
A-ims to warm your birthday;
E-arly Thursday comes, as the shadows fade away.
R-emain strong with back against the wall,
O-utsmarting the woes and foes;
S-tanding on left foot
I-s supported by your
T-oes.
S-unshine is in sight,
H-aze is nowhere in view;
E-vening chill passes by,
R-aindrops depart from
Y-ou.
C-oal clouds have turned white,
O-n the twenty-sixth of May;
R-ugged wind has vanished,
T-he mist and fog fade away.
E-arly morn has broken, bringing warmth and light;
Z-enith waits for the beacon, sunshine is in sight.
sun-kissed briars droop
summer blisters scar grey twigs
cypress leaves ooze sweat
nightjars scoop dry ice
v ripples on rain starved ponds
homing pigeon’s drought
Date Created : 26/6/2020 Twenty sixth June 2020
Tania Kitchin’s Summer Haiku Poetry Contest
Its april twenty sixth, two thousand and twenty
and
everything
feels like honey.
The aroma is thick and feels sticky.
I want to believe that honey is sweet and pure,
but that wouldnt be entirely true.
For honey is processed
the same as me and you.
The times are heavy for everyone and it starting to feel
like the madness has just begun.
That wouldnt be true would it though.
We've been running mad for a while now
and it is starting to blend like chow from a mad cow.
Nothing is what it seems and one has to find happiness in misery.
My nerves are running a mile a minute and all I can do is sit here with it.
The hope is endless and my faith is fearless, but everything feels funny.
Funny like raw honey from a bee that has a disease.
I'm sticky and and the air is thick.
How can one survive through it
R-oad to spiritual success
O-pens the gate of heaven;
S-alvation of the soul
E-nds the pain of the chosen.
D-ream about spiritual success,
A-im for the everlasting glory;
M-ake it to the finish line,
A-s expected by the Almighty.
S-oar high toward the sky,
C-arry the torch of righteousness;
O-n the twenty-sixth of January, reach your spiritual success.
E-arnestly speak wisdom,
R-egarding any matter;
I-ntelligence in idioms
N-ever annoys the listener.
S-peak wisdom with conviction,
O-n the famous quotes;
R-ecite them very clear,
I-n the absence of speech coach.
A-ny nice expression gives
N-o tedium or boredom;
O-n the twenty-sixth of September, old sayings speak wisdom.
M-orning mist and haze
A-re nowhere in sight;
R-ise of the early light
L-ets you leave the night.
Y-our heart feels the mirth coupled with a thousand thrill;
N-ew dawn warmly breaks, eliminating the chill.
Z-enith awaits the noontime
U-nderneath the heaven;
N-ovember twenty-sixth
I-s letting your eyes open.
G-leams, glints and glows are amazing to behold;
A-llow the rays above to brightly sparkle like gold.
J-ust set your life aright,
I-n living in the world so wild;
N-ever walk with the wicked,
G-et yourself meek and mild.
S-et your life aright,
A-pril twenty-sixth Wednesday;
C-areless and evil deeds
A-re truly far away.
R-each the promised land, praise God with all your might;
E-ven if the others don't, set your life aright.
H-aze, mist and fog
A-re nowhere in sight;
Z-enith meets the beacon,
E-xposing the golden
L-ight.
M-orning has just broken
I-n early rise of the sun;
R-ed rays above the clouds
A-re causing so much fun.
N-ovember twenty-sixth
D-enies the lonely twilight;
A-llowing the crimson to set your feelings aright.
S-eek the right path,
H-unt for the guiding light;
A-im at the sheepfold,
R-each the dawn after the night.
O-pen your eyes and look for the Lord's chosen people;
N-either ear will turn deaf, finding peace for your soul.
C-hoose the right path,
A-way from the wrong way;
R-ead the word of truth,
I-t will surely save the day.
N-ever let your own life be brought to Almighty's wrath;
O-n the twenty-sixth of July, seek the right path.
R-ise and see the sun again,
O-n the twenty-sixth of January;
S-hadows will fade away,
E-ven the night so lonely.
V-iew and see the sun again,
I-nclement clime will be over;
L-ight will show up anew,
L-eading to the warm weather.
A-s the night is about to vanish,
T-wilight and dusk will end;
I-mplore God to bless the dawn,
M-ay you see the sun
A-gain.
C-old chilling raindrop
H-as stopped on Monday;
E-arly twenty-sixth December,
N-ew dawn denies the gray.
N-ight's darkest shadow
I-s nowhere in sight;
E-vening dusk disappears, so does the twilight.
V-iew in the wide blue lane
I-s amazing to the eyes;
L-et the cloud stay white,
L-et the morn meet the sunrise.
A-llow the beacon to come out,
R-ising above the line;
O-pen your heart to the warmth,
S-ee the rays the skies
A-ssign.
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