http://anotherlostshark.com/2011/04/07/mt-coot-tha-botanical-gardens-ginko/ Saturday, April 9, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Sandgate Haiku
corrugated mudhow silent
the rotting branch
I see it
then I don't
aeroplane through trees
distant waves
paperbark rustles
too
howling wind
at low tide
the dog tracks fill in
kite surfing
falling leaves
also
Mt. Cootha Haiku
last night's stormtrapped up
in aloe vera grooves
solitude gathering
a falling branch
startles me
alone again
by the waterfall
my bladder expands
tired of bamboo gazing
I look to the pond--
bamboo reflection
gathering moss
a nearby waterfall
beckons
walking from bench to bench
towards the pond
my ass gets moist
each gust of the waterfall
drowning out
the aeroplane's roar
how pleasant to see
flowers evolving
into butterflies
parrot flowers
we have met before
on my lawn
lone spider
guards the footpath--
no entry
thatched roof
creeping closer
to the doodia candata
heart jumping
oh wait it's not a spider
but a dangling leaf
rustling leaves
the darkening path
goes on and on
lizard stalks a moth
then I follow
trees
native violet
each cry of the cormorant
you bob your head
fossil logs
how many passing clouds
have you seen?
Sunday, April 3, 2011
"Have All The .... In The World", Mum says
wrapper
after wrapper
in the study room
bin as i devour more
coles almond classics
mini types that mum
does not stop buying
in truck loads flash
back to a time when
my brother and sis
ever mentioned we
liked something
mum stocked
the storage
room
full
first
choc
bars
then
cheese
and
bacon
shapes
yum
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Southbank Parklands Haiku
light through smog
is it sun
or moon?
shorter than her
pink dress
not even the river
wants the cola bottle
listening in silence
for the silence
the river curls
around mangroves
Monday, February 28, 2011
Brisbane Night Out
return from clubbing
only the cat hears
me enter
pink neon
the pig fat
has long fallen
red face
flaunting your
lack of education
gazing at club lights
walk outside
stars
perigee moon
in the darkness
mosquito too
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Piano Lessons for Life
Correcting mistakes can take up whole piano lessons,
whole terms of piano lessons,
whole lifetimes of piano lessons.
It's no fun for the teacher,
even less so for the student.
Parallel to the mantra of:
"don't complain, find solutions",
would be a decent melody,
if composed to the whole of society
too.