My overcast hair
a shock in a youthful world
Clutching the kettle
Melbourians stare at me
An invisible kettle
Category: Urban Thoughts
Week Night
The absence of leaves
the quiet city streets of
Nature’s dark absence
The moon finds a space
He walks by rows of closed shops
of midnight Melbourne
A plain tree lingers
passion fleeting on King Street
He feels emptiness
Four Seasons
Walking the Streets of Melbourne town.
The nanny trolley proudly wheels behind you,
so that you can transport the essentials.
Wallet, Perfume, cosmetics (just in case),
umbrella, poncho, slippers, hand sanitiser,
a selection of snacks, and a mobile phone.
People think you are daft.
Strangers look at your sweet wheely transport,
until unexpected rain arrives.
Neon Lights
The neon lights of the city,
1 am feels like 8 pm.
Moving and flashing adverts,
constant stimulation.
Another coffee in the city,
time is meaningless.
Sleeping when possible,
working long hours.
Dancing to sound bites,
constantly wired.
Botanic Garden
imperfect roses
scrutiny and muffled sighs
Refund our money
Parallel Lives
To live within parallel lives.
Working diligently to find a title for a discontinued road
and
thinking about writing poetry about spatulas and kettles.
Confrontation = Kettle
Afraid of the kitchen
Noises coming from the cupboards
a scrape of some sort
So sick of this hell
Confrontation is the only solution,
the saucepans fly
Hell’s Symphony plays a wild tune
falling to the floor
Only the kettle will save you today
Bus Thoughts
A sea of red and bright lights
bumper to bumper
Trying to get home from work
The bus rocks you to slumber
constructing worlds
A fantasy world full of nature
You bramble on a wild journey
animals talk to you
A dragon carries your luggage
A horn ruins your fantasy
Sea Colour Night
Flickering sea colours
Soft phosphorescent flickering, sea colours rise into the night.
Illuminous coral colours
Heavy, subdued, luminous waves of sea colours wash across the city.
Melting sea colours
Light meets dark between the city and the night.
Daydream Dream
A summer dress in winter
Sometimes green, sometimes black;
never brown or orange.
Unconventional stockings
A contrast of colours that stands out;
offensive to the conservatives.
Elegant and controlled
Walking in every nature season;
odd looks fail to offend.
A daydream within a dream
Falling madly in love with the park bench;
continuing the journey.
C & K 