Shadows side by side
Reflecting friendships walking
Together, apart
Image courtesy
Ali McGill Photography
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Category poetry
Mulberries!
Newborn Mulberries
Shyly hiding in their tree
Blushing, nearly ripe!
Ducklings! Proceed with Care!
Beware! There might just be
Mommy Duck and Ducklings Three
In close vicinity!
Weekly Photo Challenge – Coming soon!
This is what keeps me
Imagining, this is my
Very big passion
December 2014!
No sleep until then!
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Home Visit!
The craziest, busiest, most hectic day
Could only be, too infrequently
When I arrive back “home”
Surrounded by friends and family
There are so many people to see
So many loved faces to greet
Cities and homes and shopping malls
All the places I used to frequent!
Rush around, can’t get enough
Make a list of who I need to meet
Coffee here and visit there
Travelling between two cities fair
(Jozi and Pretoria)
It is too much for husband dear
Too many people!
As many people as she would have words
No! Please let me stay at home
At home in Sydney, you go alone!
Yes, I’ll go alone, and take the minions too
They can run around with me!
Introduce them to another life
And amongst all this excitement
Flying here and driving there
I turned the Big Four Oh and so I did
And to my surprise, and to my Delight
My dear darling friends
Whom I have not seen in quite a while
Surprised me with a surprise I did not expect
This beautiful cake, left me with no words to say
(Doesn’t happen often)
It went too fast, the days flew by
Not one day, but twenty repeat
Resurface to a life now dead
Will have to do
Until I resurface again
Neon Knife
Neon light knifing
Above, slicing the night sky
Into separate halves
Feathers and Messages
Look mom a feather!
And another one!
There are so many
Can we collect some?
Can we gather a few?
Yes you may
Collect a few
Gather some
Feathers so soft and fine
Speaking of creation
And the world we have been
Born into
Time for home
These feathers
Are filling the car
On the seats and the dashboard
Flying out the window
And all around
Unlock the door
Phone rings! Landline!
Run for the hand piece
I’ll get it! Will be for me!
Hi Vonita, how are you?
How is Australia? How is Sydney?
I’ve been thinking about your mom
And have a message for you!
If I mention the word ‘Feathers’
Would it have any meaning to you?
At all?
Image courtesy Ali McGill Photography
Picture Poetry
When I am grown up
I will buy this book so I
Can read poetry
Children’s poetry books
Much more fun than adults
They get pictures too
Motorcar Mouse
Where does this come from?
Why do I suddenly have
A motorcar mouse?
(Who’s been visiting me
In the middle of the night
While I’m busy with daily post
On my iPhone tucked up in bed?
And not only visiting me
But randomly leaving
Blue motorcar mouses
Shamelessly on my desk!
😉
Passion through Poetry
Our secret!)
Angel inside my Head!
My imaginary friend
Lives in my heart
And in my mind
We have been friends from
When I was maybe five?
For when kindergarten rolled by
And time to sleep
Quiet time would arrive
And this was serious
One must follow the rules
And that would include –
No talking or laughing or playing the fool
Imaginary friend would knock on my door
And we could spend time together, hours galore
Friend forever for this I know
In my quiet times and all alone
Friend will be there for me
Hoping to keep me company
I love my friend and she loves me
But I cannot share her name
She has a beautiful name and a short one too
But I would never betray her like that
This is the only time I’ve ever acknowledged
Or spoken about
Or given a voice to
My beautiful sweet darling
Imaginary friend!
Poems and Petals 