Brass in pocket

I won an album at the Loxton Disco many, many years ago. The DJ was giving away prizes of albums during the evening and at the end I went up to say “Thank you” for the great music. He thought I only wanted something from him. I got angry and said “I was coming over to thank you for the great music!” And walked away. He then gave me his last LP which was the Ripper Album from that year…

I had asked him to play “Brass in pocket” by the Pretenders earlier in the evening. It was only the B side of the record and he wasn’t sure if it was a good song. He played it for me and I was grateful! What a wonderful memory all these years later…that was back in the 1970’s…

Peace Within

Sipping my green tea

Allowing healing within me

Breathing in fresh air

A little sunshine too…

My pigeons feeding 

This pair; breeding 

She’s being demanding 

Even commanding; him…

I know they’re nesting 

A pair of eggs at best 

That’s why she’s testy 

He has to wait; his test…

My pain has eased 

Bruising; a little remains

Scar tissue; I am pleased

Time is moving on again…

30th May 2024

Bully and his wife had 2 babies

Missy and her nest mate 

Bully was eaten by a cat 

Missy now rules the roost 

Shark warning

I saw a shark the other day 

As we were driving past 

Thought it was a surfer

But a second look confirmed 

It was a large black shape 

Very close to shore 

Aldinga beach goers beware 

Those nasty big brutes 

Are out there…

Though I didn’t get a photo 

That shape will never leave my brain 

A large fin protruding 

Larger dark shape below

Thought I’d better warn you 

In case you wanted to know…

Wednesday 6th November 2024

Blackberries

Blackberries…

I love your tangy taste

You were so delicious 

I couldn’t help but

Eat you all; in haste

Juicy, sweet and tart 

I enjoyed this little snack 

In this little “thank you” pack 

Given as a gift…

They couldn’t really last 

I’ve been craving you 

Since my birthday last 

March in 2023… it’s 2024

Now my desire’s been met

For now…

13th October 2024

Why do these eyes of mine cry?

Why is sadness overwhelming me today?

Why do these eyes of mine cry? 

I miss you my darling father

I miss those days long gone by

Happier days in my childhood 

Gladness was always the way 

Spring/Summer sunshine 

Sweet smiles, laughter and play

Mum’s busy hands in her kitchen

Ever ready to cook up a storm

As many plates on her table we laid 

During those wonderful warm holidays

Family gatherings were her forte 

Laughter echoing throughout the halls 

As grandchildren ran about at play 

Ah these memories bring such pleasure 

My tears are beginning to dry 

As I sit back trying to savour 

Each wonderful day that’s gone by 

Is this a curse or a blessing? 

That my mind is filled to the brim

With such wondrous clear visions 

As I recall so many precious times…

Why doesn’t she call us?

Sadness comes and tears do flow 

As I think upon all I know 

Saw a few pictures of those souls

A video of them on their stroll

They’re alive; living their lives

Though they don’t know I’m alive 

Their mother’s anger knows no bounds 

So here I am; estranged; unfound 

Her hatred burns with brightest flame 

As she feels I’m to blame… 

I have given all I had 

Left nothing for myself I vow 

What more could any loving mother do

Than give everything for their need

Leaving nothing for herself 

Bled dry by their insatiable greed

Used up then dumped by the wayside 

No longer useful; a dried up seed 

The grandchildren met their nana 

She told them your other nana loves you too

Granddaughter retorted; why doesn’t she call? 

Oh God that hurts; below the belt 

How can I call when she restricts it all

Blocked on every possible place 

Can’t even talk; communications down

Have you found yourself?

Have you found yourself? 

Have you looked deeply inside? 

How is it going now

On this wild earthly ride…

Have you become unconditioned? 

From that narcissistic tide?

Have your fortunes so dipped that

You have overcome your pride? 

Does life look any bettter 

On this deeper uncomfortable ride…

Have the rough winds blown you 

So far across the great divide 

Have you found your inner child

Awakening, catching up your stride…