Category Archives: Poetry

Matzah Tov

Good find, op shop hero and so much more.
Who is she round here? Known for plait and calm.
You said yes. Who knew what was in store?
A test. A joy. Grow me. Life arm in arm.

Hair, they say. No shoe. Gift badly wrapped.
Success was to spot you, my lone life skill.
Mere me you took. In love inept inapt.
Join the thrill, the chill, to join to one will.

Your song is in tune, your presence my balm.
Depth immense, patience beyond. So much more.
May I make the tea for you? Bold, Assam.
Safe years, safe key you. I need no locked door.

We Seven Australian Littles from two.
Faith and faithful – daily we lean on you.


Especially always

N plus one. First to have a go. My man.
Thrown in air to land where? Wish I was there.

R 2 child two, you. Too tasty for me.
Hugs and music all round. Cha lizard girl.

M for middle, where you’ll always be found.
I have a question. And The Answer, too.

E the star. Stage, pit and song. Tic, tic, boom.
Firm friend. Wry eye. Quick quip. Calm care. Adamant.

J given we’re full. Taking it all in.
All options. Go well with your discipline.

It is my job to be superfluous.
Supernumerary ever-present.
Not proud – you’re not my pet. Prepare you yet.
My deep waters run still. Still me, still you.

Nano story

Write Around the Murray is an annual festival in Albury. With writers. And writing competitions.

One competition – excellent in particular for schools – is the Nano Story. Fifty words, exactly, and including a theme word. The 2016 word: forget (or a version of it: forgets, forgot, …).

I entered. I tried something tricky, which didn’t really work. Can you spot it?

“Remember”, you said, “Always.”
We lie in a little, create moments.
“Promise lasting joy with me no matter what. Forget dreams – others exclude.”
“I will.”
“Won’t you accept our word: memory fails that mind – yes, you.”
Bereft. Sadness. Temporary denial.
Time destroys. Immense the truth they never heard, “I forget.”

My hint if you’re interested – you could perhaps call this story tidal.

What Solomon prayed

Promise to David, for God to say
Proves him gracious. But what power to keep?
No glory or craft of this house today
Loud enough cries Our Faithful Does Not Sleep.
No house can contain you, no heaven hold,
Fool is the man who says, ‘Our God’s within.’
We fear the blight that shows faithfulness spent
But priest, house and king tell us to be bold,
You give the go-between for all who sin.
So give us the prayers, the words to repent.
If the day shows that in evil we’re set,
Turn, turn us to you. Turn, turn us to live.
For there is no one who does not sin, yet
There is one to change hearts: hear, and forgive.

14 March 2014 AD. After sermon on 1 King 8:22-53