fiction, LIFE LESSONS, Music, spoken word, poetry, narrative, Observations, Philosophy

A frustrating week…

Struck down with tiredness and a sore throat I was wondering why am I not getting better and someone suggested tonsillitus went to dr and yes got that so ploughing my way through antibiotics and coughing and dreaming of eating a pile of really unhealthy comfort food which I can’t as my throat hurts meanwhile the metaphoric piles are piling up and I have a lot to get done.

Getting the direction right on my writing is one on top of the pile. Unless I want to get philosophical and quote Maslow’s Hierarchy of needs which of course means food, shelter etc. But I won’t.

Meanwhile plug to the Bunbury e journal for their hard work and Christopher ed. is writing a poem for a day I have to say dedication and keep on top of your pile Christopher! And yes maybe two of mine are in there too and its my more weird esoteric stuff be warned!

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Airline disaster, amwriitng, Grief, LIFE LESSONS, Love, Music, spoken word, poetry, Poetry, Sea, Writing

AirAsia Flight 8501

Flight 8501

When the body hits the
unmoving body of the ocean

It does not cease.
It fell from the sky.

The lights went out
that night.

A son waits for a
Daddy who can’t get home.

The fisherman waits
for a son in row D21.

A wife waits for a call
to say he will be late

she wills the call and she won’t
get cross this time.

Take all the time in the world
be late a thousand times!

Just promise you will
return to me and I

will cook dinner and
rub your feet and see you.

When this flight dropped
from the night sky

it fell and fell
but somehow, these three

were found together.
Hands Held Locked Tight.

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