when pumpkins prowl and black cats gleam
Halloween Haiku dedicated to H.R.H. RC Cat When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, May luck be yours on Halloween. ~Author Unknown
street art, Rochford Street, Newtown, Sydney, NSW Australia Sunday, the Sabbath day of rest I woke, crying mourning the life we feed the insatiable six headed monster working week Monday again the beast, is back.
love comes in rainbow colours
weary worker man end of day tired buys a rainbow of roses weary worker man rainbow roses forgotten at home left in car unsunny Sunday weary worker man ponders what he is missing weary worker man remembers rainbow roses oh! brightens her day weary worker man snoozes unsunny Sunday end of week tired weary worker … More love comes in rainbow colours
what am I afraid of most
you’re the nice family I know good people who have seen the world tasted its hurts, madness and fears for this you defend your right to defend your rights you’re the nice neighbours who I know love, respect, honour and care although I disapprove of what you say will I defend to the death your … More what am I afraid of most
monochrome giant need to find colouring pencils?
art in the park
green grace breathing space pause between brick two trees a seat simply to sit brief respite linger awhile with your thoughts they played the aliens beings of colour they sprayed the wall a brighter place smile awhile suspend reality accept the gift take joy walk away believing it magic. Street art park at St Peters end … More art in the park
only for sheep
Somewhere in Erskineville there’s a flock of colourful sheep but down towards St Peters 3 colourless creatures have turned up under the Coulson St railway bridge, and each day I pass they cause me to contemplate the difference between my existence and theirs. I haiku’d these thoughts. faux sheep flat city life monochrome facsimiles supplant the real … More only for sheep
“Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.”
homeward bound worker tiny tree weaver wishes good evening to all *“Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.” E.B. White (author of Charlotte’s Web)
The once was a dog named Perko, Who went a little berko, As there was no tree And he needed to pee But fire hydrants are off limits in Erko.