Category Archives: Poetry

A plea for compassion and open-mindedness on Australia Day

Each year as Australia Day approaches — more jingoistic and commercialised every year, it seems — I become unsettled, troubled. Grappling internally to find a compassionate view of what is happening in and to the country of my birth. My … Continue reading

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In mourning for Mother Earth

Still six weeks before the beginning of summer in Australia and the big, slick, shiny city of Sydney is ringed by devastating bushfires. Hundreds of houses have been burnt to the ground, millions of lives lost — native and domestic … Continue reading

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Out of the blue

Just over a week ago, on Sunday the 11th, I had a second stroke. A smaller one, thank goodness. Blessedly, there is no further cognitive damage done. But my walking and general stamina have taken another hit. Walking stick is … Continue reading

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After sixteen days of rain

I walked out into the brand new world fresh streams flowed down tarmacked roads and deep puddles lay in fairy chains on nature strips a wild rabbit dashed for cover under the neighbour’s hedge cacophonies of birds gathered in dripping … Continue reading

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Walking with my umbrella

blessed rain drifting my spirit through bright fragrant dripping shades of green  

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The nature of recovery

A week or so ago, I was quietly celebrating a small but noticeable improvement in my stamina. Not that my capabilities had really improved much, but I was able to stretch the boundaries slightly and bounce back from deep exhaustion … Continue reading

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Falling back in love with Mother Earth

This phase of my life seems intent on keeping me focused on gratitude; on being grateful for all that I still have, as various physical capacities become impaired. That’s the nature of ageing, for all beings, and perhaps our society’s … Continue reading

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My inner poet is spreading her wings

I was walking home from the shops last week — a familiar outing these days — feeling buoyant, daring to think that there might have been a slight improvement in my stamina, when that now-familiar thing happened: someone/something put the … Continue reading

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