Fragments from ‘The Betrayal’

April 8, 2010 at 6:32 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 11 Comments
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When on a flat black sea bebobs a painted cap
t’will be Greece twice mad like drownded cat
grist for the millers hobnailed clubfoot
dance to bounce his merry wife

her boobies barely clad in underwear overwear overhears
the armoury sergeant on formal bended knee propose
a midnight tryst and in that wish become betrothed.
With sacrificial Lamb a party planned for

ladies gathered neath whispering fans, a dark man
prowls pen in hand, a Childe’s contrivance on command.

The sergeant falls in open field his wounds alive,
his fear his wife, his youthful bride,
Augusta

The miller in his bed expires from overwork yet
underhired, the runner stone turns one more time,
Augusta

The Braul

April 4, 2010 at 4:02 pm | Posted in australian poetry, performance, poetry, video blog, writing | 18 Comments
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Episode Two – Paul Squires poem “Three-legged Dog”

Watch Episode One, Brad Frederiksen “In Vitro Alienation” here.

how to wish upon a star

March 28, 2010 at 1:47 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 23 Comments
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on the mildest night you float
balanced on the very apex of this
the prettiest blue-green globe

allow some anonymous sparkling
twinkle with hint of scented candle
to entreat your eye’s attention

there is a silence within
there is a silence without
which only in the absence

of intention, with out will,
your wish fulfills

foam:e

March 23, 2010 at 6:32 pm | Posted in australian poetry, contemporary poetry, poetry, writing | 26 Comments
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It is with tremendous pride that I announce the appearance of two of my poems in one of Australia’s oldest and most well-respected on-line poetry journals, Foam:e.

The two poems, “A Small Boy Holding Flowers” and “The Yellow Dress” are two of my favorites and I am glad they found a home in such a beautifully presented collection and in such excellent company. The journal also contains work by Stu Hatton, Jill Jones, Angela Gardner and Derek Motion.

Anyone with an interest in Australian contemporary poetry should pop over and spend an hour or two checking out the work of some of our best poets. (And check out my two poems too, if you care to.)

I have been away from the computer for a while and I am miles behind in my reading and commenting. I apologise for my absence. But I’m back…

The world goes madder as I get saner

February 25, 2010 at 8:07 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 22 Comments
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In my early days I would have
spun a pun on
‘wigging’withoutthought,

over blowing things up he is
opting for wigging other people out
in the moment.

His source of greatest pride is
that I have managed to wig you
out of all people.

Today was a’messing with

nonchalance
chalice
chalance
chance,

sunonheads exit

February 16, 2010 at 7:02 pm | Posted in australian poetry, contemporary poetry, poetry, writing | 13 Comments
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sunonhead is always happy
he thinks tummyful by the riverbank
how does he do that then is distracted
by a flash of silver just beneath the surface

somewhere in the world a monk is happy
and his song carries the river forward
follows the shadow of the sparrow
as her hair cascades down mountainsides
and rivers unfurl
into the sea

there she is thinks sunonhead
and slips beneath the silken surface
ripples radiating behind him
and flattening, smoothing into
the surface of the still lake,

(from The Puzzle Box)

Valentines Day Poem

February 14, 2010 at 7:39 am | Posted in poetry, writing | 14 Comments
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First day, Year Of The Cat, my love,
imagine that, sharing secret cheshire grins
about the world a’whirling in its mad and wondrous futile spin

Second day Year of the Cat, my dear,
we shall be en-bereted hep and Jazzy cats tootling
wild and fulsome toons which chase the blue and lonely moon

Third day Year of the Cat should be
fireside curled a’purr with warmth just drowsing through,
a mutual life radiant as you, whispering, together any dream will do

Fourth day Year of the Cat and all the many after that
we will spend our lazy days beside ourselves as further proof
there is no word on earth can come between the one the you and me the two

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