Go Tiges! A villanelle

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gxakg-EgCkk O come and hear the mighty Tigers roar. This is our year – a finals’ spot we seek. See Dusty, Riewoldt, Cotch and Rioli soar. Our breathing stops, we see our winning score, We show them all that Richmond is not meek. O come and hear the mighty Tigers roar, For Hardwick … Continue reading Go Tiges! A villanelle

immured

one more city sight tourists light hearted bathed in sunshine enter through the shadowed gate heavy footsteps echo along empty corridors doors clang shut on life narrowing prison cells warming sunlight struggles defeated by barred windows thick basalt walls gaunt despair lingers whispering unheard beneath the chatter of plum-cheeked sightseers ____________________________________________________ Image of Old Melbourne … Continue reading immured

winter

winter garden gnarled branches stripped of leaves aged fingers grasping at the sky southerly wind cutting through the grass winter’s chilling breath new turned soil beneath the sheltering trees sodden blankets heaped on dormant seeds harsh call of the circling raven echoing through the cold bright sky green shoots of hyacinths and blue bells outriders … Continue reading winter

Short poetry

Free verse the sentinel stands guard her eyes searchlights seeking scurrying intruders her feline body silhouetted by the moon Couplet Discarded plastic bag floating in the river aimless, like a dead jellyfish. Quatrain The gusty wind tears at the ragged leaves, The roiling clouds are building in the west, The tousled birds huddle beneath the … Continue reading Short poetry

Xena

She gazes down from on high, an eastern potentate surveying her domain. Her eyes are yellow lamps slowly shuttered against the sun. Her body gently quivers as she rumbles her contentment. We her unworthy handmaids and slaves offer morsels for her delectation. She deigns to notice us and slowly rises leaping supple as a dancer … Continue reading Xena