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learnt forgiveness
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Learnt Forgiveness
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In our next life…
I knew that shade of red. And the face that followed : oval like a silvering moon.
I knew that shade of red. And the face that followed : oval like a silvering moon.
And even though I had yet to see them : her eyes : the same shade of light blue flecked with grey.
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my lost list
sooner rather later, I’ll make a list of regret
follies stupidities much better yet
one of people I’ve wandered past.
opportunities lost those better left yet forgotten
I have a draft I refer to it often
But you won’t be on it.
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If you knew what I knew now
If you knew what I knew now,
Would you lean towards me more gently
If you knew what I knew now,
Would you lean towards me more gently,
Would you knowingly whisper to me,
I know what you know?
Would you then walk away ?
Nay the path of wisdom is first one of loss
Of aching pain one that burns away the dross
Next the pause the healing wait that follows
If you knew that, if you knew what I know now.
Would you then walk with me?
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Airplane 3: Popped in Flight
It would end with a dull pop.
Almost certainly followed by the staccato sound of five pops one after another. And that would be the end of me. Unless they used a taser.
In truth, my fate would depend on the cabin pressure. Or the altitude. Or the crew’s response. Or the air marshall’s.
Maybe, perhaps no one would hear.
Her severe expression answered that for me.
“You can’t take that on…
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Mr and Mrs Catface
Mary. Next time don’t ask for a Catface.
Because that’s what made John smile. At you.
So, I asked him, “Catface for you too?
And John’s little Laura nods. She says, “A Kitty for me.”
Meaning I sat him, you, and Laura together.
That’s when it happened.
You introduced yourselves. Next you’re both smiling at each other then looking away. Just like now.
So, I’m talking face painting to Laura.…
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Disasters'R'Us
“You don’t know do you?”
My new workmate Jocelyn had turned pale.
I’d just told her about my weekend trip.
I shook my head.
“A tsunami alert has been issued for Cairns,” she said.
“What the…”
I’d wasted my morning attending orientation courses, meeting managers, stakeholders, etc, the usual first day shenanigans.
“Gotta make a phone call, ” I said. “My wife’s still up there.”
Photo…
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Living in an Unhaunted House.
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Who will be tribute this Australia Day?
Let Our National Hunger Games Commence.
Again as happens every year, we’re very close to that special ceremony that takes place every Australia Day. For those who may not know, this is the process followed.
First we need the nominations. Unlike Australian of the Year and citizenship ceremonies this one occurs almost in secret.
But over the years, it’s easy to discern the criteria…
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Past Lives (Movie)
I saw the trailer for Celine Song’s film and was spellbound. As soon as it was released, I bought a ticket. But I would be sitting too close to the screen. So, I went to Elsternwick instead. And it still is showing somewhere in Melbourne.
See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Past_Lives_(film)
The story is simple. Two childhood sweethearts reuniting (Nora (Na Young) and Hae Sung) played by Greta…
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“They,” the cat delivery girl said. “Put. Her. Next. To. Two Crates of Ice Cream.”
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She was crying. And now Daddy looked sad.
Then I thought that’s why Daddy brought me along. Because I could help Fluffy. Fluffy would be scared and cold.
Because Fluffy would be wishing she was curled up in my lap.
Not Daddy’s. Fluffy didn’t even like him picking her up…
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NoNaNoWriMo
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dying alone on the rubble strewn road
I'm walking to work and a woman falls beside
Me crouching on the road my way
to her blocked
By another bending over her.
Until another
Fending him off
Starts yelling
Two men pushing each other.
Meanwhile the woman on the road lies
Prone bleeding
Bruised beyond mine and any help
Suffering alone : she is nowhere.
Each time I glimpse the news I think
She’s still there rubble strewn
and yet she’s…
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Breath
Let’s see now,
Who can hold their breath
Longer than the other.
Silently counting
Seconds
Eyes shut
Red out then grey to black
Before the white exhalation.
Now you know me now
Always dive deeper.
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You are the safest place
You are the safest place
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