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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

“Likes”


I like it when they “Like” me, gives me a chance to see what others do with pen and ink to help my spirit fly or sink. At least I know I’m not alone when my list of “Likes” has grown.

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Bye Bye


I’ve written rhymes that are just dumb As I sit here on my big fat bum Pontificating how I feel Until your poor minds simply reel From trying to make sense of it all Like strange graffiti on a wall … Continue reading

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controlled emotions


controlled emotions flying low perhaps it’s time to let them go to fly with Angels up on high my Spirit knows the way to fly it’s simply that I need to feel then I’ll find my life that’s real or … Continue reading

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A short ditty


just a short ditty meant to say how this old bloke feels today as my mood goes down at times I like to write my silly rhymes it helps me know just what is real and understand the things I … Continue reading

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Why?


Why am I here? What is the use? Is life made for one long excuse? I feel I stand up tall for nought; Is this all that my life has brought? Or am I just in downward flow? My hopes … Continue reading

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the world


At times long gone I’ve flown so high like sunrise in the morn farewelled the beauty of the stars to welcome in the dawn. Today my world has changed a lot but so much bright remains and now I reap … Continue reading

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Out-foxing the fox


He was only in his thirties, but already the wrinkles in his weather-beaten face ran like chasms down his cheeks. Bruce was a bushman and everything about him was Aussie bush; his long, easy stride ate up the miles and … Continue reading

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Too young for 1, too broken for 2


Too Young     2069 Words I was too young for WW1, just after it finished I turned 10; being the ‘after-thought baby’ all my brothers went with the Light Horse but I was just a kid. By the time ’39 came … Continue reading

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A State Of Mind


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Experiments in Life


Joy and total wonderment just fly about this place as I watch the intense excitement grow upon her face. An ‘experiment’ is fun to do and just as much to see the wonderment that is a child just lives her … Continue reading

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Laughter


Too many never hear it, though its sound can help us heal though children know its rhythm; its love they always feel. It’s a thing become uncommon in this hectic world today; it’s the sound that is the beauty of … Continue reading

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freedoms way


Where’s their meaning? Where’s their heart? What makes them laugh? What makes them smile? deep within each soul I meet there is a joy that is their seat. Sometimes we lose it – freedoms way; we listen to what those … Continue reading

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Meditation & Trains


Each morning I sit quietly, eyes closed like all the rest but if you broke my slumber I’d never pass the test. For though dawn may be breaking and all around me snore my eyes are closed but mind awake; … Continue reading

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Celebrating the Dawn


I love the early morning; the sunrise from the train. The brilliant hue of sun on clouds; its pink and orange stain that speaks to us of rebirth; earth once again reborn. There’s all of that and so much more … Continue reading

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Out West


I’d never been this far from home, and I’d definitely never been anywhere so big and open before; up in the mountains, where I come from, you never see distances like these. Except from a couple of spots right on … Continue reading

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