Newer poems from OZ

Subject: Newer poems from OZ Thu Sep 14, 2017 6:26 am

been tidying up recently and found more poems - you may recognize some of them but Shhh ! don't say so just enjoy them again!

‘Common’ Routines
The Buddhists tell a thousand tasks
Will concentrate the mind
Stay centred in your daily rhythms
And never count the time

It’s constant change bewilders
Makes the ‘monkeys chatter’ louder
Did God make mountains fall each day
Volcanoes hourly prouder?

Just let the day bring what it brings
Adjust your seasonal timing
Is ‘daylight’ measured by machines
Does ‘night’ still need defining?

The ancient sages warn us wise
Don’t hurry through lifes other side
The newborn leaps in spurts and bounds
But only for a third of rounds

We were given seasons to survive
Not rush ahead and fantasize
The farmer knows that rushing spoils
And count the cost with useless toil

So throw those time machines away
And learn to pace another way
By what the body needs in rest
Let nature cure as it sees best

davo ©

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Thu Sep 14, 2017 1:49 pm

An Ode to a Dear Missed friend

The laughter still lingers on
The first time that I met you
You impressed me with your smile
It started off your laughter
That still echoes in my mind

But it wasn’t just the laughter
Nor the smile that held my gaze
It was the sparkle in your eyes
That said “these may be crazy days”

Your laughing gaze could penetrate
The coldest of our stares
And you challenged us to see the fun
Hinting “he will win who dares”

Just for that briefest moment
Before commitment comes
You shared ‘genetic humor’
From the father to the son

And then you’d gone; departed
Marriage, family, kids and wife
Perhaps your dreams got buried
In the career, mortgage, wife?

The next time that I saw your smile
Some ten years down the track
It looked the same; just aged a bit
Wrinkled, wanted and waxed

The laughter still hung in the air
Punctured with a cough
But heh! That twinkled eye was there
You could still pull it off

I can’t tell when the fire burnt out
It must have been one spring
The twinkle in the eyes grown dull
But the laughter still could sing

I put it down to just old age
It catches up with all
What I hadn’t realized this time
Was you’d given it your all

The show goes on; the lights must burn
Regardless of the soul
We watched your lights keep shining
Even though your heart was cold

Who knows when we’ve had enough
It’s just hard to say goodbye
Especially when your master card
Was that twinkle in your eye

We stood around your grave that day
Confused, withdrawn and mad
You’d smiled and grinned and laughed a lot
But we’d never seen you sad

They say that memories fade with time
Well maybe yours; but sure not mine
When people say your name out loud
I see your face in any crowd

You may have left this mortal coil
But you’ve left some remnants of your toil
A laugh from generations down
Can still be heard when guards are down

From father, Son and Holy Ghost
The laughter echoes through our hosts
You still are missed at special times
I hope you smile and laugh sometimes.

davo ©

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Thu Sep 14, 2017 9:11 pm

That was very moving Davo. You're not just a flippant joker.

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Civilisation is a veneer, easily soluble in alcohol!

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Thu Sep 14, 2017 10:40 pm

a great yorkshire friend of mine who introduced me to OZ long enough to make me laugh a while we were the same age and he's been gone 30 odd yrs RIP old fella

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Oh my lovely davo. How sad that last poem was. x

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Sat Mar 09, 2019 1:45 am

lollipop wrote:: Oh my lovely davo. How sad that last poem was. x

it was all true too!

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Mon May 20, 2019 2:32 am

Haiku winter

Frozen
Streams

Longing
Dreams

Frozen
Trees

Biting
Breeze

Warmless
Sun

Sleighing
Fun

Roasting
Nuts

Frostbite
Cuts

davo

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Wed May 22, 2019 2:00 am

No Perfection Please!

I do not wish for only summer days,
Soft rolling hills that meet a gentle sea.
Let there be rocks hewn by the torrent's axe,
Let there be dove and vulture,
Lamb and lion,
Parched purple desert after rich, fresh pasture
And rough husked bread to follow after feast.

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Civilisation is a veneer, easily soluble in alcohol!

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Thu May 23, 2019 1:01 pm

Is it this year or is it last year?

Was it this year or was it last year
That I signed my final Will
Have the clock hands just stopped turning
And the cuckoo lost its trill

Where did that Zimmer frame come from
I didn’t order that
And where did all those stains come from
That sit upon the mat?

Now I know Sundays’ disappeared
But not sure if I’ve passed last year
Did I replace the toilet roll last night?
‘Cause my sphincters gone all tight!

Well I know if I switch on tellie
It will bring me back to life
They give me all the info even, time and strife!
Is that the time already; I’ve got appointment with me wife!
I visit her as often as me mind kicks into gear
She always seems so patient, never moans or not sincere
So if I can catch the right bus, I can be there minutes flat
Then I sit there with me beer can at the grave side on the grass!

Getting home is still a problem
After finishing ‘six pack’ and a chat
Can’t remember number of the bus
And is it red or is it black!

So sometime I start walking
And it always works real neat
With me white cane waving madly
Cars stop; and rides a treat!

So I’m getting by quite comfortably
In whatever year I’m in
Someone is paying fuel bills
And emptying the bin

So each day is new adventure
With buses red and black
And I’ve never lost the cemetery
Even though it’s moving fast

I’ve lost the other half sometimes
But the others help to pass the time
And eventually she turns up again
Usually on the days with rain!

Subject: Re: Newer poems from OZ Sun May 26, 2019 2:11 am

Us old Sages

I must have reached the biblical score
When she walked through that sparkling door
She looked and smiled and I smiled back
It was then I knew I had been ‘hacked’

She asked me if we’d met before
And I fell hook, line, sinker on the floor
I offered her champagne on ice
With tears she said ‘ you’re very nice’

The room just vanished in a haze
I’d become a man half crazed – half crazed
We talked of places we’d both seen
Yet had never met through lovers screen

We lightly dined and talked so briefly
And then she said so very neatly
‘I think it’s time to talk some more
Perhaps behind a firm closed door?’

I gulped and thought this can’t be true
As we stepped in the ‘rising box’
She gently nuzzled up real close
And I could hear the ‘time bomb’ clock

The key seemed to appear as from nowhere
And it wasn’t in my hand for sure
There was a rose scented glow that built up from real slow
And I knew that I was through heavens door

She beckoned me sit on the chaise lounge
As she poured out more champagne on ice
Then she pushed me real slow and I went with the flow
And lay back thinking this could be nice!

I must have closed both my eyes for a minute
But it seemed hours had passed
When I came to I was nude and felt that was plain rude
To continue without being asked!

But as she hovered around and behind me
Her eyes had a way of making small talk
Then she said time for bed, and like a lamb I was led
To the slaughter I was religiously brought

I lay on the bed like the 'bismark'
all sails had been fully unfurled
as I prepared to up anchor, she said " oh what a w....r"
and flew atop of me with an 'albatross whirl'

I confess I have tried may positions
but never an 'albatross whirl'
her arms turned to wings-I could hear angels sing
as she nibbled my neck - what a girl

she purred "be still my darling -I'll fix you"
soon get back the wind in ya sails
I must truly confess I was not feeling my best
and my reasoning power had failed

and then if struck by some lightning
a thunderbolt pursed through my veins
my eyeballs did spin - I felt like 'heavenly sin'
I thought is this pleasure or pain?

I closed up my eyes in exhaustion
it seemed for a minute or two
but when I awoke the morning had broke
and the 'albatross' flown the coup

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