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ASF Poetry Thread

SCREWED TO A CROSS

I used to loan to addicts on some
never-never plan
they never paid me back because
they never stayed but ran -
I don't enjoy financial loss
and I don't like being crude
but I've never not been nailed to a cross
and I've never not been screwed.
 
IF ABE LINCOLN WAS STILL AROUND
Gone with the Wind - the Sequel

I guess you need to understand
how modern pollies think
it’s less about the cards in hand
it’s more how rare they blink
it’s less about the morals
and/or whether "they" believe
it’s less about the truth per se
it’s more what “we” perceive.

Abe Lincoln would be lost today
he wouldn’t stand a chance
the man who healed a nation
after civil warring rants
the man who held a nation
and who preached equality
and took his land to war so that
some slaves could all go free.

He took it to the people
in a civil rights campaign
the sort of moral steeple
you’ll unlikely see again -
these days the pollies are political wh-ores
in a “state of aggressive war”
but the state we're all in - when the war is o’er?
….
he’d have asked – “what’s this fighting for ?”
 
Hand Shadows

Mary Cornish

My father put his hands in the white light
of the lantern, and his palms became a horse
that flicked its ears and bucked; an alligator
feigning sleep along the canvas wall leapt up
and snapped its jaws in silhouette, or else
a swan would turn its perfect neck and drop
a fingered beak toward that shadowed head
to lightly preen my father's feathered hair.
Outside our tent, skunks shuffled in the woods
beneath a star that died a little every day,
and from a nebula of light diffused
inside Orion's sword, new stars were born.
My father's hands became two birds, linked
by a thumb, they flew one following the other.

From "Red Studio", 2007
Oberlin College Press, USA
 
Hand Shadows
..... or else
a swan would turn its perfect neck and drop
a fingered beak toward that shadowed head
to lightly preen my father's feathered hair.
....
gotta feelin this was on Spiks and Speks last wednesday
Hand shadows No FAKE!!

Raymond Crowe an interview.
 
Speaking of ABC shows - Denton interviewed Terri Irwin last Monday, "one year on"

She's writing a book btw.

TERRI IRWIN ONE YEAR ON

heard Terri Irwin interviewed
on Denton’s show last week,
a humourous exchange between
a heroine and geek,
but touching on some touchy ones
like how close is that cloud
where Steve sits smiling watching
in his khaki coloured shroud.

an easy going mother
and perceptive eyes as well,
protective of the balance
with a wildlife call to sell,
her husband and their father,
did they feel his helping hand?
and she answered in a way I thought
particularly grand.

his toothbrush hangs upon the wall,
his shirts "just there" and neat
his tramping boots are empty
(and there’s none to fill his feet)
their marriage vows omitted words
“till death’s jaws do us part”
she recounts with a smile, that they walk back that aisle,
“as long as we BOTH shall live”

I grin at the optional grammar,
(I admire her oh so much)
this brave adoptive Aussie,
with the master wildlife touch,
when she stands with young Bob and young Bindi,
all I see are four khaki quins
and I pray to Gods Christian and Hindi
that the good guy (and gal and kids) "win".

there's a photo there...
personally I've never cuddled a koala (as per that photo), though I did move one off a road once - he was sitting there in the middle watching the semitrailers go past - I grabbed him as gently as I could, but he put on one right royal hissing fit - whatever - I put him back in the bush, and felt better for my efforts.
 

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she recounts with a smile, that they walk back that aisle,
“as long as we BOTH shall live”

I grin at the optional grammar ...
PS ..

I believe she implied
joking real or aside
as a young groom and bride,
he "knot-tied" her

I believe she implied
that he's STILL by her side
(neither here nor there but..)
"both"
here means
"either"
.....

(neither here nor there but..)
"both here"
means
"either"

when she stands with young Bob and young Bindi,
all I see are four khaki quins...***
and I pray to Gods Christian and Hindi
that the good guy (and gal and kids) "win".
**
ok ok should be quads - (cept that didn't ryhme with "win")
 
MY MATE, THE WOMBAT, AND THE BUSY ROAD

My mate was driving home one rainy day,
and saw a wombat with wet and weary load,
he stank of mud (and stuff I’d rather not say) ,
and appeared to want to run across the road,
my mate was quite alarmed – on many levels,
the risk of trucks! to run exceeding rash!,
and yet this wombat lined up like a dare devil ,
about to race a hundred metre dash.

He parked beside the road and walked (now soaking),
and closed his eyes and wished he’d pegged his nose,
and picked the wombat up (the stench was choking),
to hell with suit and tie and business clothes,
he waited till the traffic had a gap there,
and ran across with heffalump in tow,
and placed it down, and gave himself a clap there,
believing that his sainthood was on show.

No sooner down, and man and wombat parted,
It ran and found a culvert under foot,
and charged back to that point at which it started,
as if some game or joke was here afoot.
.....
My mate drove off, (the mammal still played dumb),
he looked back quickly swearing at the rain,
rear-visioned there, he saw another come,-
and driver run to help "dumb beast" again.
 
I worry each day about thermal
is it good for the country, Australia,
more importantly is it terminal
and encourages growth, Australia.

Without it the economy, it grows weaker
and with it our throats, in our Australia,
more importantly does it need a teacher
energy, defence, parched land, Australia.

Others provide it instead of our country
and be sure, the best, is in Australia,
the ports grow ever more crowded
as they grow and expand in Australia.

It's needed to grow economies and help them
China, Korea, Japan and benefits Australia,
they choke in the clouds of smoke and hate us,
well at least Greenpeace, Good olde Australia.

Thermal Coal expands the World - by noirua
 
https://www.aussiestockforums.com/forums/showthread.php?p=171298&highlight=manchurian#post171298

there are a few websites featuring academics who compare Bush to the Manchurian Candidate (sleeper politicians who play into the hands of the bad guys) ...
http://www.google.com.au/search?hl=en&q=manchurian+candidate+bush&meta=


THE MANCHURIAN WHO INVENTED ME-TOO-ISM

like a cult of Manchurian candidates
who are sleepers to act on commands
who respond as if brain programmed mandates
and will go and attack foreign lands
who will play as if bad guy bidden
and dimwittingly into his hands
to agendas so blatant half hidden
to bolster the ranks of his bands

if Bin Laden has prayed for a blessing
in his best dreams he’d conjure Iraq
with three turkeys all ripe for the dressing
who’ll ensure him the soldiers he lacks
thanks to George-Tony-John (and to Allah)
what was “down and out”’s now “fighting back”
looking back it was “madness” not “valour”
(ah if only I had that vote back.)

like a cult of Manchurian candidates
who will dance in a hypnotised spin
who will cover their tracks with spun “bandaids”
and blame somebody else for their sin,
who will plunder incredibly dumbly
and the saddest thing, some are believed
you’ll be relieved when I tell you something
as of “soon”, you’ll all be relieved.

since Johnny you’re into namecalling
whether unions or scientist sceptics
praps you’ll find it a little heart warming
that we’re leaving behind moral septics,
Since Johnny you’re into namecalling
neither trick treat or trite but a truism
as your sun in the west is falling
you’re “the man who invented me-too-ism”
……..
“the manchurian who invented me-too-ism”
 
Brilliant words - intertwining the stories of "Victor" and Billy - until they meet.

Billy Joel - Leningrad

 
THE DEPARTMENT OF WHISTLE BLOWERS
(A new Dept to consider for the next departmental reshuffle, Federal or State )

I'd like some new departments both for federal and state
replace the one for tampa-ing with facts or fuelling hate
replace the rules permitting only ministers to speak
and redefine as "spring of truth" what's now called "nasty leak".

this new department’s name would be “the rights of whistle blowers”
where clerks and secretariats could flood the press like Noahs
or nurses could step up to bench and state the facts as eyeballed
without the threat – as now occurs – thereafter being blackballed

so long as it is more than ‘gos’, or fall-out with a mate
employees could dob in their boss and guaranteed no hate
and none found floating somewhere with thin wires through their lips
at times like this we must have truth, and loose lips might save ships

of course there’s things taboo out there, that might get to our foe
the trigger for an Abomb – (sheesh, as if they didn’t know)
let’s hear about corruption in the ranks of our police
and a “grassing” cop might win the day so that fights over “turf” might cease.

DoCS now has a case to answer - “Ombudsman to fix”
hey, what the !?! pass the buck to them to help deflect the bricks?
the Ombudsmen are doing work that others ought to do
and sweat for yet more sad reports when things go all askew

HEY - personally I'd love it if the Ombudsman was king !
the trouble is there’s too few saints to help to run the thing
and who would “watch the watcher” if it wasn’t you and I?
we need our whistle blowers! and protect them to the sky!.

these days a public servant signs to say his lips are sealed (?)
- it’s not commercial confidence if bad guys are revealed?!?
nor yet if he discloses that the minister’s a liar
the truth-he-says should not affect his chance of promotion higher.

don’t think of it as whistler blowers , call it warning bark
(if Hans Blitz had been listened to, we might have skipped Iraq)
with In-trays full of thistles and inaction stuck in park
take the eyepatch off one eye at least – and whistle at the dark. !!
 
SOME ANTICS WITH SEMANTICS
(Background – Johnny Runs Over Maxine’s Dog - correction his shoe does)

Johnny said “Maxine, I was out for my jog
when – I’m Sorry - my running shoe skittled your dog” -
so she took him to court and maintained, cut and dried
he was guilty as sin, or else b) he had lied.

So he countered “No way there’s alternative c)
as my SHOE passed, the dog just appeared from a tree
an encounter just happened back there in the fog –
plus - you must have misheard - twas my SHOE killed your dog!

“Now the body has limits – I’m “up from the feet”
and you cannot incriminate “up with this beat”
and I needn’t say sorry, it’s the fault of these shoes!!
so in answer to that, Maxine – I win you lose.!

Now I’ll speak to the court on my shoe’s behalf
If you promise to listen (Maxine, please don’t laugh)
This sole’s a bit slippery, his tread's a bit worn,
cos my feet (and my reason) are riddled with corn.”

And the Beak said “aha – now the riddle is solved
with some antics I find there’s semantics involved
since you say that your shoes are what keeps YOU in shape
I imprison you too – just to keep THEM in shape".

………….
If you’d said all along there was fine print involved
and you’d sing the full song as the planet revolved
and each day we’d be given a hint and a clue
john we’d know who to trust. .... and


dear John,
not you.
 
since the election season will soon give way to the cricket season
here's a website with some cricket humour. -

plus some definitions therefrom

plus a poem that is similar to something Banjo might write

http://www.cricinfo.com/link_to_database/MISC/HUMOUR/

Just a few definitions from "A Cricket Dictionary"--



"HOW McDOUGALL TOPPED THE SCORE" - Thomas E. Spencer (1845-1910)
http://www.bushverse.com/contents.html
 
I SAW GOD ONE DAY

I saw god one dawn as the first sunbeams smiled
he was crossing the sky like a golden haired child
some gull heading seaward , some “call of life” heard
and he looked for all worlds like a parenting bird

I saw god one morn, he was leading a band
as they juggled some leaf to a blade of warm sand
not a word did he preach, neither brimstone nor rant
but he looked I beseech you – the tiniest ant.

I saw god one noon , a magnificent creature
as he arched for a breach – as the ultimate teacher
which? feminine? nature? or hairy old male?
no my friend, god was (that day) a frolicking whale

I saw god one afternoon high in a tree
with his beady black pupils reflecting on me
then he sprang to a branch where a blossom looked on
and he looked for all worlds like a wild possum’s son

I saw god one eve-ning as twilight turned grey
just a spider and web that was blocking my way
they were radiant spiralling splendid and splayed
and I bowed my head there and together we prayed

I saw god one night in a magic black sky
with a zillion small lights where eternities pry
and a cascade of light years like cheese in a cage
and I know I’m a speck and my sparkplug must age

and I give my respect - and I smile at this page.
 
A New Poet

Linda Pastan

Finding a new poet
is like finding a new wildflower
out in the woods. You don't see

its name in the flower books, and
nobody you tell believes
in its odd color or the way

its leaves grow in splayed rows
down the whole length of the page. In fact
the very page smells of spilled

red wine and the mustiness of the sea
on a foggy day - the odor of truth
and of lying.

And the words are so familiar,
so strangely new, words
you almost wrote yourself, if only

in your dreams there had been a pencil
or a pen or even a paintbrush,
if only there had been a flower.



From "Heroes In Disguise", 1991
W.W. Norton & Company, Inc., New York, NY
 
as you say noi, one for Remembrance Day..
https://www.aussiestockforums.com/forums/showthread.php?p=222622&highlight=kipling#post222622

http://home.clara.net/stevebrown/html/expeience_of_war/kipling_my_boy_jack.htm

https://www.aussiestockforums.com/forums/showthread.php?p=85542&highlight=kipling#post85542

PS The church maintains (probably correctly ?) that "Thine ancient sacrifice" applies to JC and not to the fallen.
Incidentally Recessional = a hymn that accompanies the exit of clergy from church - everyone knows that lol - I've known that for oooh - 3 minutes

If you're real keen check also http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recessional_(poem)

http://www.web-books.com/Classics/Po...g/Epitaphs.htm
Best Kipling you've ever read!!

A SON (An Epitaph - one of many he wrote)
My son was killed while laughing at some jest. I would I knew
What it was, and it might serve me in a time when jests are few.


AN ONLY SON
I have slain none except my Mother. She
(Blessing her slayer) died of grief for me.


http://www.anzacday.org.au/anzacserv...ice/hymns.html

LEST WE FORGET (Recessional)
Rudyard Kipling

God of our fathers known of old
Lord of our far flung battle line etc
http://www.web-books.com/Classics/Po...ling/index.htm
 
WAS IT WORTH IT BEN - NOW THAT YOU HAVE TO GIVE THE PREMIERSHIP BACK TO THE SWANS

was it worth it young marion jones
you’ve admitted your speed was imported
and your relay team medals were loans
and your teammates now reckon they’re rorted

was it worth it young junkie-joe-johns
that you whipped other teams when you captained
now the medals you won are all cons
let’s pretend that those wins never happened

hey benny was it worth it – respond!!
when you won and your foes were defeated
eagles’ medals returned to the Swans
cos where truth is concerned ben - you cheated.


amended version
 
priji
I hope you're not eating those mushrooms unsupervised lol

PS give a clue here
like
throw us a bone !!
which poem are you referring to lol
 
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