Category: Poetry and observations
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Poetry pack number 12
Night trains started out while musing on the late night echoing of freight trains very close to where I lived at the time. Naturally it developed twists and turns and self reflection along the way. Not really dark, but definitely beyond the flippant and comic observance of other poems of mine. This next piece was…
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Poetry pack number 11
Stars in the carpet Alone in my Bronte bedroom, musing on aging. Benighted States of Generica Pissed off with crass daggy garish commercialisation that day. Especially the stupidity of the American dream. Dungog by accident Went to a festival, got thoroughly munted, had a great time with great people. “I love you man.” Time to…
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Poetry pack number 10
I lived in beachside Bronte for twenty years, last of the renters, before I moved north to look after my Mum at the end of 2012. Many lovely people, stories, parties and meals over that time. The Café Village by the Sea tried to capture some of that. La Donna Maria Maria was extraordinarily integral…
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Poetry pack number 9
Back in the cafe village by the sea for a while. For a short time, I read poems semi regularly on the community radio station Bondi Radio. Once I was asked to write a poem about hindsight, and one about Halloween. Here they are. Blue days. Conversations and thoughts about depression, triggered by a sense…
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Poetry pack number 8
Another set of travel poems from 2008. Plus the last one that came to me from nowhere and something insisted I write it down. Not my family. Kit Kat Kapers. A club with a dress code. Minimal or no clothing required. Sexy dance club. Reflections. Comes a time when travelling, that we look at where…
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Poetry pack number 7
Some of these relate to summer in Europe 2008. Others arrived in my brain a few years earlier or later. Conspiracy of elders When we all had hair World Cup football 2006 Antaris finis Antaris is an annual summer festival, held somewhere in the German countryside, between Berlin and Hamburg. Three days of mostly psy…
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Poetry pack number six
Spam poem One day going through my spam folder, as you do, I thought some of them were so ridiculous, they could make a good poem. So here we are. Kisses across the planet So embarrassing! I thought there was an element of attraction between me and a lovely DJane that I met. I wrote…
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Poetry pack number five
Burden of death Once pretty A poem a week Rural musings Day-Glo days Spewin’
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Poetry pack number four
Lifebeats Youth grant Balm Tartangi woman Understanding sweet sorrow November moon
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Poetry pack number three
Men in tracksuits Sad smiling Aphrodite Country summer City winter Inches away from millimetre perfect Red light clatter
hugh wade 