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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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The stars could not be numbered
but by those brown eyes they were
counted less and their light,
a way through the years
that courted her.

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A STAR WAS BORN

The murmurings of his own contentment
could be heard above the clamour,
the adulation of the crowd
gushing at the emperor’s new clothes
as he sat somewhat removed
humming his own tune.

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ROLLING SHORE

I saw her all those years ago
beside the rolling shore
I came to take you to the edge
to see the islands that I saw
crouching in the setting sun
on horizon’s lonesome moor.

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A REMINDER

These words a reminder
that we should not kill each other,
that we should not kill our babies
or our young men;
that we should not convene the story
to reflect the lie of our own truth.

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