untamed
they fly with the weekend wind
above parks and beaches
drawing eager onlookers
to savour vigorous coloured flight
heightened bragging
and delicate cloud touching,
all the while
bumping and pecking
the edges of tomorrow
tethered though,
lest their dancing careens into Monday

        why suggest to innocence
        that a kite is only a kite

First published by Ginninderra Press in ‘The Crow’ December 2020,
Editor Joan Fenney

mums weren’t categorised
like little girls
by 1950s’ boys
who had bugs
and wanted to kiss you
or play endless tea-parties

mums were okay
but you didn’t get too close
no public affection
or there were apron strings
and other branding or
fingers pointed at sissies
and worse still, ostracism

but if you had a paramour
and had been to the flicks
there were always stories
or if your mother drove
and had her own car
there were rides to Satd’y sports

harmless enough,
eh bartender?

First published by Friendly Street, 2018 in ‘New Poets 19’ edited by Edie Eicas

cloud shadows
chase
themselves
across suburban
parkland
where once
they escorted kangaroo
grazing
on ample grasses
altered only when
herd surprise
invited stampede
but now
the winds detour
and those clouds
suffocate double-glazed modernity

relentlessly

First published in tamba, Issue 67, 2020 by Goulburn Valley Writers, Pat Patt editor
‘heightened state’
Goulburn Valley Writers' Group Inc. (gvwritersgroup.com)

only
innocently
as a child
did i ever believe
anything
lasted forever
but now
it is confirmed

my inheritance
was never
enough

First published by Ginninderra Press, 2020
in ‘I want that in writing’series editor Brenda Eldridge

why does one man
strive for humour
in gifted
shared spontaneity
for fun loving
essential laughter
peace
harmony and happiness
while his brother
unhappy with his world
takes a gun
and attacks our complexity

no joke

First published by
Ginninderra Press, ‘20
‘i want that in writing’
Edited by Brenda Eldridge

friends gather
and it’s evening.
he greets the guests with
schizophrenic mumbles

pleasantries exchanged -
‘so far so good,’ he thinks.

connection!

check the moment.

activation!

intellectual copulation, and
randomly the thoughts fall -
and bounce!

‘correct numbers’,
tonight …
and lucid thoughts become
winning words.

communication though?

sapped of energy
and the night’s work done,
he in the best of form –
but reflects …
until the next dinner,
and the next draw!

First published in ‘Poems & Photography 2016’ Schizophrenia Fellowship, NSW