At the wake. — Clink of glass Clatter of plate Coals burn brightly In the grate. * “Mummy, who’s that man? He’s in the hall” The small voice calls above the din. * “Mummy, who’s that man?” “Something to eat?” “A sandwich or an ice?’ ‘The ham is really very nice”. * “Mummy, who’s…

Llamas in pyjamas Are spitting at the stars. They’re just so cross They can’t reach Mars. * Those llamas in pyjamas They spit, they spray Out-spit each other Every single day. * Whilst Mars is too far out For a spit and a spout, There is no doubt They cannot…

Aussi Food — slang words in rhythm and rhyme. — Sir Scoff-A-Lot He said to me, “We’ll have some tea Just you and me.” * “But Sir Crunch-A-Lot he wanted more, A maggot or a mystery bag. With dead horse of course… And flies and lice.” * “A bonzer repast! Old school stuff Followed by fairy floss. Pink on a…

beautiful rain

Nonsense Verse I can walk One foot at a time. I can walk in a pattern. I can walk in a rhyme. * My feet can go tap. Explore a map. They can dance on the moon. They can prance in a ring. * They really can do anything…. They…

by the side of the road…

beauty at dusk —

just breathing —

Robbed. We lost. They won.

Spires of a different sort!

The Beauty of the Rugs

Marine Cargo

Roadkill

haiku

a seasonal term

Port Campbell

The Great Yellow Orb