Never

Saturday morning and
Couch and
Coco Pops and
Cartoons and
Adults go away, and
Adults go away.

And never having
To work for bastards and
She
Never died and

adults go away, and
adults go away.



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Melbourne

Women wearing winter
Coats,
Black,
Pulling fallen palm fronds
From
St. Kilda beach
Back to the office
For a photo shoot.

Melbourne.




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Geese

Rich people
Kill the goose
By feeding it gold.




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Willemyns

Staring at the space
Where the stolen Mona Lisa
Once was,

Staring at the space
Where Patrick’s cooking
Once was.




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Ko-fi

Belly

The reflection
Of the sunset
On a cockatoo’s
Belly,
Is better than
Whatever you
Are watching on the
Telly.

Parkstreet

(With a nod to the great Spike Milligan.)

Ko-Fi

As The Dumb Blossoms

Non traditional

Haiku, expressing nothing

As the dumb blossoms

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Wake Up Sleepy Darling

Wake up, wake up sleepy darling, wake up. It's morning and I need you.

It's morning and you need to go to work. Don't go. I'll call in for you, say you've lost your voice. Don't go. You don't look so well.

You look wonderful.

Don't get up and hide yourself away in underwear and outerwear and your work face, stay with me, naked, show me your loving face. I need you. The dawn watch has hoisted the mainsail, the big top is in town, I'm harder than conjugating Icelandic verbs, I need you.

Wake up, wake up, but don't wake up too much, stay half asleep and let me woo you into staying. Your work needs you but I need you more. Your work will be there tomorrow. Of course I will be here tomorrow too, but I need you now and your work can wait.

Call it a sick day, I need you to stay and heal my pain.

Wake up, wake up sleepy darling. It's morning and I need you.

Parkstreet

Ko-Fi