you do not mind
what we call you
as long as we listen
to your voice
we need to find a new name for you
so people remember
you are not the perpetrator
of sexual abuse or
crimes against humanity
and that our freewill
does not entitle us
to inflict pain
on any sentient creature
or eradicate their habitat
remind us how to oppose
those who would destroy
us with their greed
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let me find patience and forebearance
like the newly sprouted vines
where little birds flit about
caring for nothing but their nestlings
bringing them bugs
that chew holes in the leaves
which will protect future bunches of shiraz
later to be fermented
into glorious wine in autumn
oh... the ruby red...
my glass runneth over
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hasten
puritans are gathering
in mobs
hasten to remind
us of the tools
we were given to combat
the torrents of words
from the utterly self righteous
so we may live our lives
in peace and harmony
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of course you were there
loading and unloading
relief supplies for those
suffering people
holding the hand of a man
who had lost five of his family
comforting a child
suddenly an orphan
weeping with the man
who could not see how
to start again with
only the clothes on his back
forgive me for thinking
you are not like the
zen tawny frogmouth
taking care of his family
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Yesterday, mid afternoon I was on my knees weeding the front garden near the pond in the lovely sunshine. The Wood duck pair which have been visiting the pond all winter, came timidly walking at the back of the pond. When I straitened up I suddenly saw they had their little family with them. This is so pleasing as we had only seen the male duck these last few weeks ( actually they are Maned geese and have much smaller and pointier beaks than normal ducks). We had wondered about its mate and here she was with 4 little ducklings.
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This in itself is odd as very often they have 10 or 12 ducklings in tow.
I wondered how they might survive the night as there are feral cats and foxes around. So it was a great pleasure to see them this morning having a little swim and warming their little feet on the slate. Dad is very attentive and chases any other duck of the same clan away with wings spread and hissing loudly. They have been around all day grazing on the freshly cut grass so I hope they will survive to adulthood.
Remember to click on the photos to get a clearer picture.
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you have not been
much help of late
thousands of your
creations have been
drowned by a burst dam
or buried alive
in an earthquake or
shot to pieces on the order
of tyrants which inhabit your earth
at this time and seem
impossible to be destroyed themselves
so where is your love and care
in this unholy mess....
yet always the sun rises and
sets in glorious colours each day
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i am pinned down
in a place i
do not recognize
where acronyms crop up
which are incomprehensible
where technologies take over
our simple lives and
will destroy you also
if we are not careful.....
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I am with
your poet Said
in longing for
you to believe
in me
and straighten the
crooked path
which maybe ahead
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your morning sun
reflects gold on
the vine posts where
green shoots announce
spring
men pruned
singing the while
magpies chortle softly
gathering bugs
thank you
