Do you (like many people) look for future in the clouds? Do you (like many people) find your future in the sun? Do you (like many people) think your future's 'mine' not 'ours'? Do you (like many people) think our…
Like Many People
Tag: introtopoetry
You Do Not Burn
When everyone ran, you remained the grim landscape the same colour as your dress and quiet genius as bushfires licked your garters you laughed that same laugh for decades. Old years pass and turn though just your slip remains you…
Even If They Are Not Ours
is it the familiarity of old things not ours? long since fashionable trinkets and jewels not ours the imagined pleasure of an old memory not ours that we find ourselves? in old wooden halls not ours? © 2017 Melinda J.…
And Music Filled the Old Church Once Again
Wandering the historic village of Hartley (just west of the Blue Mountains in NSW), we were thrilled when the men restoring the old Saint Bernard's Catholic Church unlocked the front door. My Uncle Richard, whose interest in sacred music and…
What is Rain?
Feeling athletic we scramble down (jackets off, hats on, sun hot) to the popular spot we rest among passing long weekenders and languages we don't understand. Rain lands on our shoulders rain lands on our hats rain lands on our…
An Imperfect Limerick
there was a young man that I worshiped who had a strange disease (let’s call it ‘perfect’) but as the doctor explained it could not be contained yeh I suppose that’s really why I divorced him © 2017 Melinda J.…
Spring Circle
as any great journey spring in the garden is a sunny place to sit watching the changing sky © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine This is my response to the Blogging University course Writing: Intro to Poetry (Day 4 Journey) Daily…
Friends Remembered
A Friend cried From inside the Rain forged Lilac "old sprIng blOssom!" EveryWhere coincideNcE? Dont Really know but Something whispered ... liSten ... to the flowers and I remembered © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine This is my response to the Blogging University course…
The Captain Cook Bar and Grill
his face remains the historic statue static our dead at our mercy (us) the lifeless living alive under him remembrance at will and they we are dead still © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine This is my response to the Blogging University…
The Colour of Water
children’s voices loop just over the wet bracken rushing mountain stream © 2017 Melinda J. Irvine This is my response to the Blogging University course Writing: Intro to Poetry (Day 1 Water) I'm part of Post A Day 2017 Location:…