Little Baby Cherry, lost.
LITTLE BABY CHERRY LOST. In 2000 a little 6-year girl went “walkabout” from the yard of her home...
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Category: Poetry
SMELL THE FLOWERS.
STOP AND SMELL THE FLOWERS. Smell the flowers, and excuse my glib remark, why would you do not....
Read MoreTHE DUNNY AND THE CHOKO VINE
THE DUNNY AND THE CHOKO VINE. A little bit risque this poem, but the dunny and the choko vine are/was inseparable in many or if not all of the Terrace houses all over the world. We lived at Grandma’s Terrace on and off for...
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RHYMING PROSE, THINK I’M GETTING BETTER
RHYMING PROSE, GETTING BETTER AT IT. So, I had never attempted to pen a poem, recite a poem,...
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THE ROCKY BOARDWALK SOUTH
THE ROCKY BOARDWALK SOUTH. Sitting out on the breakwalls, watching the pounding relentless ocean,...
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A POET, MUST BE, HE CAN’T AFFORD SHOES.
A POET, GIVE ME A BREAK, COULDN’T EVEN RECITE HUMPTY DUMPTY. And so folks, just to set the...
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