Verse

The latest verse poems with a metered rhyme by Mel Irvine.

  • Home (7/28/2016) - I arrived back ‘home’ to the Philippines on Saturday greeted by Jerry and the kids of Botongon. I was so tired I hardly remember shooting these videos of Jerry opening his presents. He was so excited and very grateful to all my family and friends who sent gifts (see videos below). Most of the toys […]
  • Miss Q. Cwoc (11/16/2016) - Miss Q. Cwoc had a shock all atop a tabletop. © 2016 Melinda Irvine
  • street art mural of a homeless girl Philippines The Outdoors Life (7/11/2017) - Do you have the grit for the outdoors life? A life where you’ll sleep not alone (but alone). Where everyone sees, but no one sees you. Where everyone knows you, but nobody knows. © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine Daily Prompt: Grit I’m part of Post A Day 2017
  • Trying for Fishing (12/18/2016) - He’s trying for fishing in cloudy and windy He’s trying for fishing and blown him away, He’s trying for baiting and winding and winding He’s trying or fishing or flying away. © Melinda Irvine Daily Prompt: Fishing
  • Lady Goes Out For Water (10/26/2016) - lady out for water stepping to the usual place but the only water she will carry are the tears that stain her face © 2016 Melinda Irvine A different take on the wordpress weekly photo challenge: H20
  • The Fishing Port at Night (12/19/2015) - not me! you said the port, all the fishing port tonight. the twilight in your favourite place not me! you said. last light on the fishing port how could we know? that night, was the last night light to shine on us the blue of our twilight © 2015 Melinda Irvine
  • Superpower (1/17/2017) - I have a superpower I can write a line or two about any given subject about going to the zoo about having crazy families about connecting with my friends about grief and loss and someone loved and goodbye, goodbye again about thinking that you’re nothing and you’re better off alone and then finding again a sunset or […]
  • Ode to the WIFI Connection (9/22/2016) - oh while you are sleeping or dreaming or driving i’m out there, somewhere looking … for WIFI you might waste a whole hour i’ll waste a whole day updating apps it’s the philippine way and so now i’m just sharing my moment of praise the WIFI, it’s coming in less than 10 days! oh in less […]
  • she oak stump Where She Once Stood (10/24/2017) - her cracks remain she’d split into two but we did not expect the end of you © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine Daily Prompt: Expect I’m part of Post A Day 2017 Location: Nambucca Heads (Australia)
  • Lovingly (2/7/2017) - ‘Ghosts cannot remember their sons,’ said he. ‘But mother’s cannot forget their love’ said me. © 2017 Melinda Irvine Daily Prompt: Lovingly
  • Fiesta at the Plaza Molo (8/3/2015) - fiesta Molo’s finished the rides are stacked away children’s laughter silent dirt and mud are all remains. did they make a little ‘kwarta’? tomorrow, holds the promise of escape and though they’ll wake up somewhere different their lives are still the same. © 2015 Melinda Irvine
  • black and white of a group of boys carrying a coffin No Tears For the Young (8/7/2017) - we watched him lain final life barely begun just 20 years old his song yet unsung and I wondered where God was to tell what he’d done but the silence it stationed no tears for the young and she called and she called “I see you my son …” and I wondered where God was […]
  • Big (9/9/2016) - i don’t need your help to eat my food i use a fork (i’m far too big for a spoon) © 2106 Melinda Irvine
  • “was accidentally bumped to a coconut tree … due to slippery wet road” (5/9/2017) - you are dead and i am dying left behind embittered lying static stationed tombed abyss lifeless life reduced to this you are dead and i am lying heart unlit as you lay dying wretched anger’s silent hiss twisted wreck it’s all there is © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine Daily Post: Bitter I started writing this […]
  • Running With Scissors (11/15/2016) - I’m running with scissors for writing this down I’m running with scissors just walking around if you lived in a place where people get killed for the people they know or the lists they could fill would you get out your scissors? and break into a run? or would you lock all your gates while […]
  • 10 Little Soldiers (1/26/2017) - ten little soldiers standing on the ground holding up their weapons feeling very proud ten little soldiers fighting for their state fighting for their brothers fighting for their mates ten little soldiers lying brother against brother different coloured states who will tell their mothers? © 2017 Melinda Irvine Daily Post: Ten
  • the side of a bell Above the Wishing Well (11/27/2017) - make your wish and ring the bell (but a few people threw in coins as well) #poetry #wishes #poem
  • The Land of Birthdays (8/5/2016) - there is something in my heart that make me want to … give every kid a birthday the way we used to do have all your friends come over and mum’s friends can come too we’ll play a lot of games and eat a lot of food then we’ll all crowd round together the great […]
  • The Bullock Bells (10/16/2017) - My father Robert Irvine wrote this poem while in Sydney hospital last week recovering from heart surgery (a far cry from the old dairy farm which inspired this poem). Bullock bells were the tools that allowed the early Australian settlers and drovers to manage and tame their livestock on the unfenced open plains and bush […]
  • Painting by Numbers (3/11/2015) - I’m painting by numbers I’m walking the line A line that’s not broken Or blurry Or fine I’m painting by numbers I’m playing the game I’m learning the rules I’m being the same I’m buttoning my blouses I’m lowering my hem I’m stitching quite neatly In a pattern Like them I’m painting by numbers It’s […]
  • Little Snake on the Sand (12/16/2016) - little snake out on bright sand looks like Christmas folly, until zooming eyes spy bird-gripped sides and speak a sadder story. © Melinda Irvine Daily Prompt: Folly
  • Fifty Years (11/11/2016) - the big event is over the grandkids all gone home leftovers devoured by the dogs gifted, composted, thrown and now here I am reflecting on what it could mean to spend your life with just one person (FIFTY YEARS) of husband dogs and wife and I’m thinking of my favourite dad’s small tribute to mum […]
  • A study in blue (8/6/2016) - blue is the colour of oceans of boats, both broken and new it’s the colour of sky in the daylight and also gives twilight its hue. blue brings relief from the heat colouring the afternoon rain pouring sweet blue on my shoulders and a day filled with colours again. © 2016 Melinda Irvine
  • black and white silhouette of a girl walking Hidden (7/28/2017) - soft shines the sun her mid-morning light through the beauty of the young jealous hidden night © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine Daily Prompt: Hidden I’m part of Post A Day 2017
  • Looking for a Poem (9/27/2016) - i’m looking for a poem you can find them everywhere waiting in the school ground on a recent-rain-soaked chair there’s a poem in the laughter and noise of children’s games there’s a poem in the waiting for a boy to call my name finding poems in the dustbin along with junk and broken toys in wet pot […]
  • Amphigory or Alethiology? (4/20/2017) - there once was a girl who climbed up to the moon she shone and she shone like a big awkward spoon she spun and she spun like a polka-dashed tune til she jumped and she jumped (smashed her time into noon) © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine
  • Halo Halo (mix mix) (8/23/2015) - Halo-Halo Mix Mix, Sweet Sweet, Friendship, Halo Halo. Mix Mix Mix! © 2015 Melinda Irvine
  • North-west of Goondiwindi (11/26/2016) - I’m about 97 miles north-west of Goondiwindi I’ve got a road-train indicating: time to move along and as I pass him on his right I dip my headlights into the night and the voice in my head it’s playin’ a north-bound song I went down south, to see my mother’s brother laid into the dirt […]
  • Yarrabah (8/9/2017) - They come for the land Washed up by the sea Raising their hand The human disease What in the world? Wanting the world They come for the land And now they take me … They come for the land Nothing returned Everything taken Everything burned What in the world? Wanting the world They come for […]