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Month: April 2020

ENDLESS RIVER/

LIVING WATER
We followed the
silver river as it tumbled
and splashed over rocks,
twisted and turned its way
through bush and tree glade;
neither the starting point
of its waters, nor their final
destination could we find.

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CLOSE TO HOME

He drives the axe
into the block of blue gum
just like is grandfather did
all those years ago,
splitting kindling for
the wood burner,
necessary for food
and warmth
both now and then.

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CLOSE TO HOME

He drives the axe into
the block of blue gum
just like is grandfather did
all those years ago,
splitting kindling for
the wood burner,
necessary for food
and warmth
both now and then.

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BIRTHDAY

for Philip

In the high silence
above our house
in the hills, I catch
a whisper of sweet
songs and names
half-forgotten by
the hurried years;
below in the valley,
the silver river
flickers like a candle,
in the light of the sun,
on your birthday.

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Birthday

for Philip

In the high silence
above our house
in the hills, I catch
a whisper of sweet
songs and names
half-forgotten by
the hurried years;
below in the valley,
the silver river
flickers like a candle,
in the light of the sun,
on your birthday.

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PORTRAIT

remembering Jennifer

She had waited for this day,
wanted to conclude
another year toasting
friends and family;

he sees little point now
in candles and cake,
toasts instead her portrait
hanging from his heart.

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