Spring produce

Above ground the springtime vegetable gardenSprouts with verdant green growthLeaves smooth, jagged, curled, and plainWear their choice costumes in bright sunlightSing in the rainDance in moonlightSway on springtime breezesTo tunes composed by weather godsCalling to businessMature foodstuffFresh – crisp – sweet smelling – table ready goodnessRewards for patientHome gardeners Try as I might my attemptsContinue reading “Spring produce”

Phone 232

It was rare for anyone to call us by phone but when they did if they were from out of town it became a thing involving others. From their place they rang their local telephone exchange and asked to be connected to Camperdown 232. The telephonist replied, “Connecting to Camperdown”. Our local telephonist ( oneContinue reading “Phone 232”

The Grey Currawong

Photo Geoff Park WordPress The Grey Currawong Cementing the reason the holy scriptures Say hungry birds need not plant or harvest Despite knowing them as such efficient killers We reason they are not your everyday evangelists From my front car seat and – putting to the proof I paused and marvelled at the beauty ofContinue reading “The Grey Currawong”

Two and a spare

Two and the Spare Apollo LEGO is an untidy toy Except for the growing boy Who scrambles on the carpet To find the piece that fits the gadget Engrossed by art he drew And painted Charlie in the colour – blue Made notes on a Peloponnesus trip And joined an academic fellowship Themis The childContinue reading “Two and a spare”

2040 And the book and the film – review.

2040 the book and the film – review. https://aliterarybent.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/2040-the-book-and-the-film-review/ — Read on aliterarybent.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/2040-the-book-and-the-film-review/ Today I share this review as a response to my last entry. When your interest is piqued like mine you will want to learn more. ABC Australia has had reviews of this work on two of its radio programmes These are theContinue reading “2040 And the book and the film – review.”

Thanks John

Nick used to have a chicken he would play with for hours. The now nameless chicken was happy to be carried around, in his arms lying upside down. One trick he happily played with it was to lightly run his outstretched fingers over its face. The bird would close its eyes and lie motionless onContinue reading “Thanks John”