Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Friday, November 13, 2020
Murky Air
The air is murky today
It hangs heavy in the atmosphere
Cloying
But not sweet like spring should be
The dread of summer has come early
Much earlier than last year
I can smell the smoke
It’s too far to see just yet
But there’s a darkness around me
Despite the clear skies overhead
I can feel the rain in my soul
Long before it falls on the ground
It won’t come soon enough
The trees will turn black before then
Their leaves gone
The bush unrecognisable
My sweat and tears won’t help
And the tanks are bone dry
The winter rains few and far between
For too many years now
The gutters have been cleared
The ladder still propped up
Idling beside the house
Just in case we need it
You wouldn’t think there’d be anything left
When we’ve suffered through this
Less than twelve months ago
And it nearly broke us, then
We pray for clouds that won’t come
To a god that doesn’t exist
Because it’s all we can do
When hell arrives at your door
I can hear the sirens blaring
Roaring down the road
Trying to get ahead of the front
Before it jumps the river
We call it a river
It’s not even been a trickle lately
The animals have moved on
They’re smarter than us
Last year it was licking at our fence
Embers drifting on the hot breeze
The air thick with smoke and fear
And sheer desperation
I don’t remember what we did
If we manned a hose
Or beat out spot fires
With tattered hessian sacks
I do remember some things
Things no one should remember
Things that are seared into my brain
And that I can’t drown out
I remember what charred kangaroo looks like
Teeth showing through melted flesh
Fur all but gone
Not being brave enough to check pouches
I remember the sound of exploding gas tanks
From cars we couldn’t get to
That couldn’t save us
From the descending inferno
I remember the crackling
As branches were consumed
By an ever-hungry beast
That refused to be tamed
And I remember the whites of the eyes
Behind soot stained masks
Of men and women
Who stared down death and won
But memories won’t spare us now
As a thousand freight trains bear down
With a ferocity you can feel before you hear
And hear before you can see
I’d give anything right now
For this murky air to be a summer storm
Dumping gallons of glorious water
On parched fields and paddocks
What I wouldn’t give
For that grey creeping over the horizon
To not be filled with nightmares
But bringing with it salvation
Maybe this year won’t be as bad
Maybe me heart won’t break again
Because I know I can’t keep this up
When old scars haven’t healed
Friday, June 26, 2020
How to Survive a Pandemic
27/06/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
It has come to my attention
That some people just don’t know
How to survive a pandemic
So here it is, blow by blow.
Stay inside your house.
It’s really very easy.
You avoid most of the germs in there
And don’t end up all queasy.
If you need to do the groceries
There are two ways to do this task.
Get it home delivered or,
When going out, wear a mask.
Wash your hands regularly
And sanitise everything you touch
It might seem overwhelming
But it’s really not that much.
Don’t hug or kiss or even high five
When friends you chance to meet.
Wave or bump your elbows,
Or simply tap feet to feet.
Don’t gather in large groups
Especially in small spaces;
Keep your distance from each other,
Maintain at least three paces.
Get your restaurant meals delivered
To help them through this mess
But don’t forget to wipe the packaging
It will help to spread it less.
If you can arrange it with your employer
Working from home’s a great idea,
With teleconferencing taking off
Just remember to hide the beer.
It may seem very stressful
To have the kids home-schooling, too,
But everyone is in the same boat
And it’s never only you.
If you’re deemed to be essential
And have to go to work
Be mindful of those around you
And don’t act like a jerk.
Your colleagues want to do what’s right
To keep the community safe and sound.
We all need to do our bit
To stop this virus getting round.
Be kind to yourself right now,
The whole world is upside down.
It’s ok to have a day (a week!)
When you can’t manage but a frown.
It’s hard to be apart from loved ones
Especially in times this tough,
When you can’t attend weddings or birthdays,
And funerals from afar are rough.
Not being allowed at the bedside,
Not being allowed to say goodbye,
Means closure is never granted
And you can’t halt the tears you cry.
The best you can do is continue,
To carry on in spite of it all,
Because whatever we do isn’t perfect
And no one knows who will fall.
But continuing doesn’t mean ignoring,
We can’t just make it all disappear.
When we open our eyes it’s still present
And it’s hard to not live in fear.
That fear can keep us all safe,
As long as we don’t let it take control.
Knowing our internal boundaries
Will keep our mind on the goal.
All those things that you’ve been missing,
Like sports and social things,
Will still be there afterwards –
We know what the future brings.
If you’re stood down from your work
And the money won’t stretch very far,
Don’t worry that you let things go
Or how low you set the bar.
You don’t need to write a novel
Or learn a circus act
As long as you’re taking care of you
And that’s a goddamn fact.
When things start to open up
Don’t rejoice to much at first,
We don’t want a second wave
And feel again like we’ve been cursed.
Take it slowly when going out,
Keep that distance going strong,
And we’ll be through the worst of it
Before very long.
If your government is being slack
About putting measurements in place
Then take it upon yourself to learn
What to do to win this race.
It can be difficult to look around
And see other countries do so well
But you can what you need to do
To help the numbers not to swell.
If you listen to the experts
You’ll certainly minimise the chance
Of picking up or spreading it
While sitting at home with no pants.
When symptoms come upon you
Isolate yourself at home
And don’t let another soul
In your bubble or your dome.
If you need to attend the hospital
Don’t spread it as you go.
Wear your mask over your mouth and nose
To protect even your greatest foe.
These times are the hardest
That many of us have known
It’s completely changed how we live
And it can be easy to bitch and moan.
But we’re not being asked to go to war
We’re being asked to sit on the couch
And watch the TV all day long,
To act just like a slouch.
So, put on your comfy pyjamas,
Pick up that book you planned to read
But never had the time to start
Because you always had a deadline to heed.
Learn how to cook a meal
(I hear sour dough is all the rage)
Or start a new online course
With which you can engage.
And if none of that takes your fancy
Just do what makes you happy,
Even if it’s not exciting
And others think it’s sappy.
So, while my advice might seem simple
And not perfect by any means,
It will help you battle on
Between the interminable cleans.
And, yes, we will see cases
Including those we know and love
But we can reduce the likelihood
And we can rise above.
For me, I have been writing,
Including the words upon this page
While I have been off from work
And not drawing my usual wage.
In a perfect world I would not return
To my life as it was before
Because I have enjoyed the shutdown
And haven’t found it a bore.
But I hope you all find your inner peace
And can cope with these harsh times
Which have hit some harder than others
Without any reasons or rhymes.
And if you need a friendly ear to listen,
Please reach out if you can.
We are all in this together,
Every woman, child and man.