this year the imported ponies
are the ones to beat
as they've got more staying power
in their feet

long distance racing
suits their genetic makeup
over a mile they'll
keep firing up

our horses are sprinters
who can dash
but that style of racing
shall ne'er win the cash

I'm walking
I'm walking
out the door

cause my baby
don't love me anymore

he's been unfaithful
to little old me

running around town
acting fancy free

I'm walking
I'm walking
out the door

cause my baby
is rotten to the core

he'll regret
what he's done to me

he'll rue
his disloyalty

I'm walking
I'm walking
out the door

cause my baby
aint worth it anymore

I'll be better off
once I'm out the door

cause my baby
has done it too many times before

atop the apex
is a most precarious point
to be stationed

the slightest tremor
can topple down the tip's vantage
engineers know this

yet some will insist
on being seated trickily there
clinging to the edge

like inane humpty dumpty
setting himself well up for
an inglorious fall

In a poet's ink a birthing process starts*
Thoughts will sprout on the pages of creation
They can be written with any notation
These mere infants develop beating hearts
Growing to fully matured living kinds
Verses that which we'll remember in joy
They'll ever of our affections employ
Bringing their experiences to minds
Presence given by the words bestowed
Emotion's colours on reading a line
Out of imagination's depths begun
The many figures of speech nicely glowed
Each metaphor a child truly divine
*A reward seen within the risen sun

an incident took place
just yesterday
one met a troll
at the site's hostile bay
its verbalization was not
of pleasant greeting
some rather pointed
things said at the meeting

firstly it conveyed
the B---- term
on hearing that term
one did squirm
thence it proceeded
to tell one
in no uncertain terms
one should be turned
out to pasture
midst all the slugs
and worms

well its form of address
did of one not overly impress
and may one place on the record
one felt that one's
hot button got a press

trolling maybe amusing
for a troll
yet one didn't delight in its
unnecessary patrol

the trenchant troll
needs a fulltime occupation
which is more useful
to the writing population

so say voices who do well know
they're multiplying by the score
an exact total out of show
it's possible there's millions more*

they're multiplying by the score
every day numbers keep rising
it's possible there's millions more
these huge counts ever surprising

every day numbers keep rising
alias names being concealed
these huge counts ever surprising
genuine stats rarely revealed

alias names being concealed
under our radar they all slip
genuine stats rarely revealed
each one an unstated ship

under our radar they all slip
incognito account holders
each one an unstated ship
we're never privy to their folders

incognito account holders
an exact total out of show
we're never privy to their folders
*so say voices who do well know

Mr Abbott is backsliding
on his election promise
he told the electorate there
would be no new taxes
how gullible us voters were
to listen to his rhetoric
the right honorable treasurer
is going to slap
a nice little revenue raiser
on the taxpayers
the government
wants to bring
the books back
into the black
there's a shortfall
in the budget's bottom line
this is playing vigorously
on Mr Abbott's and Mr Hockey's minds
the numbers
for the budget
are all in
and the government
is out to top up
the treasury's
income tin

not feeling crash hot
body contorted
trembles on and off
mind fuzzy in stages
called my local drug dealer
we're meeting
in twenty five minutes

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I arrive at the old brickyards
my dealer turns up
seeing his face
makes me feel good
he proceeds to tell me
this fix is top grade stuff
money negotiations
already done over the phone
now in receipt of a cap and a half
my dealer gets lost
he checks for cops

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I've scored my fix
in a shabby storehouse
at the old brickyards
laid out in preparation
are my tools for administering the drug
needle spoon  lighter  water
my belt the tourniquet
the fix is cooked
done in short time
no time to waste

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

I look along my punctured arm
to find a suitable place
luck!
I've found an unused vein
no problems
the needle goes in
I unload the contents of the syringe
in just a few minutes
the effect of the drug can be felt

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

my mind goes into introspection
other forms of thought
consumed and cocooned
different consciousness
plains reached
levels beyond
I almost feel close to God
or am I God myself
the images merge in my distorted mind
euphoric sublime
this lot of smack
has sure smacked me
journey well affords the expense

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

after several hours
reality hits and returns
not feeling so sedate
can I cope with what gets thrown at me
need to be in control of things
not drug in control of me
smack has got me
under her weighty thumb

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

already planning next break in
no better a gas station robbery
job like that means more cash
it'll buy heaps more smack
my habit is a demanding *****
nagging on me all the time
I've got to feed it
it
it
it
habit
got me ****
hoping the cops
don't get a trace or whiff of me

soon enough to get a fix
not soon enough for me

an array of angels
in the heavens did sing
of a divine coming
unto the Earth

the God child twas born
a savior
a king
for those who believe
in his being

with faith we turn
the pages of scripture
on Christmas day
and ruminate
on this glorious birthday
his brightness
eternally of splay

our heavenly king
our beacon of everlasting life
born of the Earth
in faith's continuous stream
oh praise to the Lord above
for his son Jesus
who bears the torch
of love's infinite gleam

and here we'll have a magnificent view
off a moon in fullest array
in the vastness of the open skies
its luminous silver face
shall stream with torrential beams
throughout the night
it will sail over the black sea sky
on a voyage
of majesty
such a grand display
this lunar show
astounding the eyes
with its mystical glow
the stars shall dance
dance all night
in accord with the brimming
moonlight
wonder
shall dwell in the celestial plains
as the moon
on this night
shall regally rein

now that the Covid Nineteen virus
is in our
sphere
we'll have to get used to it
circulating around
here

every year we'll need a vaccination
so our bodies will acquire immunity
from strains which are floating about

the virus can't be totally
eliminated
nor can it be
obviated

virologists world wide want it to be
contained
by slowing the transmission of which
its trained

Covid Nineteen is here to
stay
and it's not ever going
away

advice given
two different views

one in disarray
what course to trace

might be better
to be guided
by my own instinct

Of fake love a woman won't accept, she requires a genuine intent
The true heart will obtain her rapport, lasting is its thatch of intent

Oft the so called chivalrous knight, rides into a woman's soul
Yet he has nowt to offer, within him there's implausible intent

A false illusion he portrays, this stage act is the one that he'll play
The mislead lady so distraught, on recognizing the ill of his intent

Bespeaking love's honor, can only be voiced by a gentleman
He'll always have a princess by his side, this be kosher in intent

A man who practices fraud, shall never abide in a lady's fondness  
Of a duper's treachery, there is but the ides of ruinous intent

women the world over have been assigned
a special day by the United Nations
we're all acquainted with these wonderful
individuals in our populations

they come from countries
diverse in culture
and are fecund in their
nature

some being in the fields of
science
education
and
economics
contributing
to
the
world's
dynamics

whilst other are in the fields of
arts
writing
and
entertainment
giving
unto
the
world
much
enjoyment

WOMEN BELIEVING
THAT ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
WOMEN ACHIEVING
THE IMPOSSIBLE

now to conclude with some athlete's names
they've participated in the Olympic Games
both of them world track and field competitors
Marjorie Jackson and Kathy Freeman female victors

Amid the restlessness of a blood enthused crowd
Stood two gladiatorial practitioners both battle proud
From the inner arena a barking summons rang out
Calling the combatants to engage in battle's bout

The blood lust crowd wanted sport without delay
No quarter was ceded in the gladiator's display

Slashing lashing swords flayed high then to the midriff
Shields clanged and clinked in alternate shift
The foot-work of battle was magnificent of flair
Both took the onslaught with a disdainful air

Around the arena walls went a deafening cloud
The performance of the gladiators intoxicated the crowd
While in the bowels of the arena lions and tigers roared
Battle fervour rose to the gladiators they who are adored

Striking like a lightning bolt the victor's sword kills
His opponents chest dies in blood's gushing spill
Enthused by the spectacle of blood the crowd cried for more
Other combatants offered themselves to the gladiatorial floor

Battle Gods gathered at the celestial fray
Sang songs of battle to the arena's clay

in the beauty of the bush
one's mind is at ease
in the rustle of the trees

the air takes one to a lovely space
where all one's hassles
are more rightfully placed

the waters of the creek
soothes one's bothered soul
as it contentedly babbles and rolls

the finches koels and corellas
renew one's heart
with the songs they impart

one feels utterly at peace
in the beauty of the bush

the sweet fragrance
of honeysuckle
did waft in the air
twas a bouquet
of beauty
for the lovers
to share
they strolled
amid the scent
as eve drew near
they spoke of their love
which would ever endear
neath the moonlight's luster
they caressed
in the honeysuckle's
loveliness

the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle
did waft on the air
twas a bouquet of beauty
for the lovers to share
they strolled
amid the scent
as eve drew near
and spoke of their love
which would forever endear
neath the moonlight
they caressed
in the honeysuckle's
loveliness

the invasion of my house
started three days ago
the creatures who are invading
do bother so

they're only small
but there is so many of them
just this morning
I saw ten thousand of them

it seems like they quite like
invading my house
they're in every nook and cranny
in my house

I can't get them to leave
they just won't go
they're sticking around
and some have crawled onto my iced vo vo's

maybe the constant
hot spell of weather
has caused them to invade
that's why they prefer
to be in my tenement
which is a welcome place of shade

should the temperature decrease
in the days ahead
these little blighters
will take leave of my stead

but for now I'm saddled
with these invading bush ants
I'm just so happy
that none of them
have found their way
into my underpants

a most reliable birdie source
informed my good self
that the notorious pair
have guises aplenty on the shelf

on some days they'll employ
but a meager few
then on other days
they'll use a staggering slew

spotting the guises
is quite an interesting task  
it's a matter of peeling off
the interchangeable mask

now let's go back to
the notorious pair
they both possess
a masquerading air

J aka Lionheart aka Tommy
are thespians of diversification
along with Violet aka DiamondM
who make up the operation

over nearly half a decade
birdie has observed their act  
trotting out many guises
without an iota of tact

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

it's collecting info on me and you
it's checking out everything we do
it plies its spying eye
in all directions of the sky
why oh why oh why
does it need to pry on you and I

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

people are freaking out
knowing that a drone could be about
they can't relax at all
the surveillance does appall
it's truly quite queer
how the government does peer

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

I was looking for love
looking for a long time
looking looking looking
for a long time
I found the love
I was looking for
he just happened
to be knocking
on my door
his job
as an investigator
bought him to my door
he asked
a few questions
about my stolen
garden gnome
which had unexpectedly
fled from the back of my home
we conferred
on the matter
of the robbery
and I could see in his eyes
that he was falling
for me
the direction
of our chat
changed rather rapidly
the air had
a feel
of sweet harmony
I found the love
I was looking for
he just happened
to be knocking
on my door

how often
the jade
appears
some wear it
as a spear
this color
we know well
it rarely if ever
is covered
by a shell
there it is
rearing its head again
a covetous tinge
to its eye

it is great
to be well away
from those jousting women
all they ever do
is throw verbal bombs
at each other
that seems to be
their field of play
several nasty shots
were fired tonight
which wasn't
a very pretty scene
the ladies got into the boxing ring
which did disturb
some of the folk
a resolution to their feud
is looking
rather remote
a mediator
may need to be called in
someone
with Kissinger
negotiation skills
peace may then
be bought about

the creatures of nature, can sure be a jovial crew
the creatures of nature, can sure be a jovial crew
listening to them I often do, within this piece I'll explain to you
listening to them I often do, within this piece I'll explain to you
within this piece I'll explain to you, the creatures of nature
can sure be a jovial crew, listening to them I often do

birds sing mirthfully neath the sun, their choruses lift the heart
birds sing mirthfully neath the sun, their choruses lift the heart
in a rousing chord cicadas thrum, such a delight they all are
in a rousing chord cicadas thrum, such a delight they all are
such a delight they all are, their choruses lift the heart
birds sing mirthfully neath the sun, in a rousing chord cicadas thrum

the next time you're outside, tune into the natural world
the next time you're outside, tune into the natural world
you'll hear a happy zeal, a resonant gleefulness
you'll hear a happy zeal, a resonant gleefulness
the next time you're outside, you'll hear a happy zeal
a resonant gleefulness, tune into the natural world

their choruses lift the heart, a resonant gleefulness
birds singing mirthfully neath the sun, you'll hear a happy zeal
within this piece I'll explain to you, tune into the natural world
the next time you're outside, in a rousing chord cicadas thrum
such a delight they all are, listening to them I often do
the creatures of nature, can sure be a jovial crew

joyous bliss*
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

rings exchanged
as a sign of love
circles symbolizing
everlasting love

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

two souls connecting
to an elated union
by a love so blessed
of communion

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

days of happy promise
they'll behold
on their journey
paved with gold

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
*in joyous bliss

one's thoughts return to July last year
where an unjust event took place
two men of verse did disappear
therein was left a voided space

where an unjust event took place
they were shunted off the site's stage
therein was left a voided space
one easily recalls with outrage

they were shunted off the site's stage
by a ruthless campaigning snip
one easily recalls with outrage
asking why expedite their flip

by a ruthless campaigning snip
talented poets ordered out
asking why expedite their flip
no rhyme or reason in the clout

talented poets ordered out
two men of verse did disappear
no rhyme or reason in the clout
one's thoughts return to July last year

after the recent vote
for Scotland's independence
going the way
of the no advocates
David Cameron rang Buck Palace
to inform the Queen
she'd be right to keep entering the thistle and heather gates
as the Scottish people were quite happy
to see her camped at the Balmoral estate
in reply to Cameron the Queen
purred down the telephone line
which indicated to her Prime Minister
that the results of the referendum
suited her just fine