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About a foolhardy florilegium

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

Survival Of The Fittest


Jack stood on his front verandah looking out over the bare paddocks. A heat haze shimmered off the hard, sun-baked ground, small tufts of low brown grass protruded sparsely from the dusty, grey-brown soil. In the distance the valley stretched away … Continue reading

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On The Verandah With Mum


 (this is an accounting of an actual conversation) Mum looked wistfully out over the back verandah at the lone butterfly fluttering around the garden; “There aren’t nearly as many butterflies as there used to be” she announced to no-one in particular. “It … Continue reading

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In Defense of the Castle


The sun sets gently over the back yard of a small house on a back street in the quiet outer suburb of Preston. Lord Robert surveys his small but vital domain; he knows that this land is central to the … Continue reading

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The Slide


This was always the highlight of their day when it happened, which was only occasionally. They were only allowed at the play park when there was nobody else there; really they weren’t even allowed there then but nobody minded. It … Continue reading

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Calamity Kid


The slumber of innocence; freedom from pain. Who made the bed where this boy’s lain? He sleeps with the angels; a tempest awake. I hope it’s a good day for both our sake! When his head’s off the pillow we’ll … Continue reading

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A question of sanity


Mental mayhem tearing, overstressed carers caring, Imprisoned spirits raging against a system caging. Souls are feeling tortured by sanity not nurtured. Can’t be comprehended. Can broken eggs be mended?

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Drug Soaked Child Sequel


Unknown child lying dead in the gutter, sold your arse for your bread and butter. Shoved needles in your scrawny little arm who’s to blame for all this harm? You tried to find others to blame, but in the end … Continue reading

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Drug Soaked Child


Drug soaked child sitting in the gutter, selling your arse for your bread and butter. Shoving needles in your scrawny little arm who’s to blame for all this harm? You can try to find others to blame, but in the … Continue reading

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Breakfast At Jacquelines


Slowly, with a leisurely nonchalance, Lord Robert’s head protrudes from under his thick, fluffy doona. An air of relaxed contentment is apparent in his demeanour as he surveys the room before him. Looking around, he wonders how long it will … Continue reading

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Lord Robert


Lord Robert casts a weather eye over the rolling hills of the countryside in front of him. “The way looks clear at the moment” he thinks to himself; but he knows that he can never let his guard down. As … Continue reading

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My Tree


I’ve been sitting here for over a week now; occasionally I get up for a pee, or to eat, and at night I crawl into my tent to sleep. Apart from that though, I’m content under this old tree. My … Continue reading

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Far from here


Far from here, in worlds much wider, rides a fell and dangerous rider. Fearless goes this mighty man; adventuring his only plan. With heart beat strong and head held high he soars like an Eagle in the sky. He fights … Continue reading

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Gaia’s Clear Call!!


“Why?” we all asked with simple sincerity. “Cos’ it’s the law” he said with temerity. “But it isn’t Justice, that much you must see”. “The law’s the law, Justice ain’t up to me!” “OK, but you do know right from … Continue reading

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The Cave


Silence can be golden against the cacophony of life Stillness is peace against the movement of the Earth Freedom is the calm; the eye of the storm The calm is elusive; the joy of creation Paul couldn’t really remember how … Continue reading

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The Falling


I’ve stood here now for years untold, thru summer’s heat and winter’s cold. Slow I’ve grown throughout those years and laughed the laughter, cried the tears. I’ve watched the seasons come and go, while I slowly let my taproot grow. … Continue reading

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