Someone just called me a bloody pimp! I swear by the Sun that I hurt so much, and not from mere pimples! My magic was being hijacked; and my mirror was like a windscreen that cracked There were too many sinkholes forming from the transformers’ relentless whacks I just feel that me, sacred, has been defiled by the whoring about Continue reading “Hey Trump! Sorry, I didn’t mean to undermine or demean you: A poem “
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The feeling of immobility and diminution…can it be strength?: A poem
You know, I live alone and barely mobile in a suburb that is so busy and active, just like a city! But its shopwindows don’t get my sympathy I know who I am, so I live by necessity My immigrant feet lived youth in my native land It was only when I was past forty that I moved, understand? Continue reading “The feeling of immobility and diminution…can it be strength?: A poem “
I do it best, when I do nothing at all: A poem
To walk in the haloed streets of recall To talk to strange angels over the wall To drink sweet nectar from an empty cup The wisdom of words written and rubbed (out) To cook more rhyme than reason on the fire To make logic of needs, not ensnaring desire To open the window, at night, toContinue reading “I do it best, when I do nothing at all: A poem “
Hey charming Jim Chalmers, can you overthrow Anthony Albanese, please? I cannot forgive Labor till Albanese is damned for the crimes and treachery he has committed against me!
Jashmina, you are on the side of the evil, bodygrabbing, morphing fishy; or on the side of truth and justice that is me. I am not afraid of losing because of other people’s treachery; it is the ones behind the evil treachery and crimes against me, who are afraid of losing. I didn’t look for anybody’s validation or vindication all my life. It is you all who don’t want justice, but want treachery’s easy!
Hey Albanese, did you practise what you are now preaching?: A poem
Hey Albanese, do you practise what you preach? Do you think Australia is your fishy beach? You swallowed and bodygrabbed everything like it was your peach Do you think your foul mouth must not be leeched? Don’t pretend you did not commit crimes against me? And you have the gall to bodysnatch my tea? Stitch your bodygrabbing mouth before it’s too late! Aren’t you (and Labor) theContinue reading “Hey Albanese, did you practise what you are now preaching?: A poem “
Anthony Albanese go drown yourself in the ocean, for all the crimes and treachery you committed against me!
Can the cow ever jump over the sea and moon? When the morphing bodygrabbing fish are spelling its doom? And I know that Russia is Taurus and Libra, not evil Prakah Saint Paul’s deeming it as Pisces’ evil star!
I call on ye all!: A poem
O Sun! Are you always at risk of being defrauded by the evil morpher’s kiss? O Mercury, do you rue the mouths of your own lands are the turncoats who reveled on other sands? O Venus, you know you love love and truth Would you want to give the evil marauders the boot? O Earth, are you pigeonholed atContinue reading “I call on ye all!: A poem “