Wild flight paints desire lines across the sky / where last night, blind, the billionaires’ rockets raved. / The rage, the curse, now blessed in the gentle drift of sunrise.
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endings, sweet or not, breath cleaves for space, broken hearts entwine.
disentanglement as l’appel du vide -whispered promise – fate,
draws you down - the abyss beckons with bony fingers and thumbs
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L’appel du vide - The call of the void
In that moment, there is something like pride, that isn’t pride, / love that isn’t love alone, surprise that is genuinely surprising, / There is no word for that feeling when they say, “you saved my life.”
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Keep your Ancestors fire burning. - Kaitlen Wellington #30in30 writing prompt from Red Room poetry
Playing Chinese checkers with grandad on the back veranda, /
a shadow of a cool change and cane fires behind us /
and the incessant storm bird announcing this afternoon will never end
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Prepare yourself for another day. Meditate. Medicate. / Check the progress of the apocalypse. Fortify. Call Mum. / Dress for success. Choose a playlist. Breathe.
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I come from a long line
of biscuit eaters.
Biscotti anyone?
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Hear the call of the whale amongst the screams of humanity, write about where the currents take you. - Eric Avery #30in30 writing prompt from Red Room Poetry
My teacher kept a whale’s earbone
in her leather satchel, /
passed it round the class some afternoons /
so we would learn an underwater silence
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Stoke the flames with remembrance / fan it by speaking honourably / fuel it with stories of your own
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I declare, waiting for Armageddon, the end of all things human
- amongst the debris, the lost exploitative systems of patriarchy -
you will find me raking patterns in the gravel with a spoon
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A mouth unlearning silence. What came before? Write what comes after. - Rataj Abdullah #30in30 writing prompt from Red Room Poetry
The word cracked through scarred throat /
the crisp edge that gave it sense, lost, not confused, not mis-heard /
not word. Song.
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On escalators, as in ideologies, stand to the left / Wear the clothes that make you comfortable; wear pants for the comfort of others / Whatever the game, and whatever the rules, always play nice.
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chanting green nothings under the still
leaves of peeling eucalypts, I
kick leaves, raise hell, see the mosses cling
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still I cling, from I know it’s Over – The Smiths
Writing one’s own eulogy is an exercise of the ego. / I should expound upon my many virtues, my gifts, my legacy, / but all I want to say in the end is thanks for everything.
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Sunset burns into the bight / reflects sparks from clifftop binoculars. / The whales are back, trusting the ocean.
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whales starve so cry the wild sea, as the talk goes
round and round, circulating in whirlpools of plastic debris, rising heat
an absence of krill, whales starve so cry the wild sea
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unstitch the mouth – peel the mask back, and scream
– reverberate back
to the beginning - neurodivergent
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Anything to keep the peace, she always said / now that circumstance has shattered tranquillity / there is no excuse for silence, she shouts
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In this modern city of churches, whom do we now praise? / The singer for whom the lane is named, or the pilgrim poet streaming Angels through headphones? / The homeless man on the cold slate steps, or the God who looks away?
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Danse Macabre:
we rise at dusk dance through the war zone skeleton dance with skeleton
fleshless we are the same no need for land or religion or hatred or death
we dance the dance of all dances together we dance together
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madeira cake, lemony aroma draws me from my book and into the kitchen
where we eat thick slices spread with unsalted butter; did I tell you
of the time your grandma threw a sewing machine at me, the scar is still with me
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Watching tv, a war time drama, I thought you were asleep. / You said “I had a dress just like that.” Suddenly, there you were, / young and living in a world that I can never know, wearing that dress.
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cont...
And the clouds roll in on the back of your sneeze and I see clearly now you’re an old weather-mancer employed as predictor by BOM
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I wouldn’t have noticed you, as plain as you are, as distracted as I am, but you sneezed and I jumped and saw you
Grey-haired old man, in shorts and a windcheater, I forget the colours, navy blue, black or grey?
cont...
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It is unlikely you’d be an evil queen, stepmother to a fairytale princess / it is more likely that you are the exhausted, possibly single, mother of a fussy eater / either way it is important to select the most gloriously perfect apple in the store
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no tea, no storms
no tempests, no Shakespeare
only evidence of the attraction between a H and 2 Os
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Warmer than blood, the shower dissolves bonds between my thoughts / anxiety’s meltwater drips down my spine, pools at my feet / external sights and sounds gather as mould in grout lines
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sticky feathers
- noisy miners bathe
in a hollowed-out watermelon
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My makeup case is filled with synonyms and smokescreens / holds a single lipstick, shade Poets’ Pink - / the exact colour of rabbits’ feet and yaks’ milk
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From my shoebox flat in Adelaide I watch my cat chase a butterfly / across the back fence in a weaving, twitching hundred-yard dash / and I wonder… did she cause the earthquake in Brisbane?
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What The Eye Says To The Brain:
sends red, vibrant red, anger coursing through, fists punch, mouths curse
white, helping thought form out of swallowed rainbows, all white then
blue, sky blue, cloudless blue, to calm you, the fuck down
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