Three poems
An Indigenous Voice in Parliament
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Indigenous Voice in Parliament, an Indigenous Voice in Parliament may never find a reason in rhyme or healing majesty
of a pure songline…
Janus complex
(she/her) (he/him) Which edge of the bed to slip out of; sleep with roses or lie upon nails? Old soldiers acknowledge there is no romance in the never-ending human conflict. Choosing a side, rallying with blood, taking flags and occupying lands simply leads to a choke point; en moot! At the flaw of every human calamity is a warped mirror. Try the reflection with; monogamy, polygamy, polyamory… neutral… and the neutralised…
The hosts on CNN repeatedly smile through their spray-tan guises… this “changing face of war”, they grin about…
There is no changing of portraits on these hellish fronts. A quarter of the world’s populace lives in a battle-zone… have we fallen for the flaws in living infamously? A stranger’s look of indifference tomorrow will be the next outbreak in global hostility! (he/him) (she/ her) (white/black) ( Amber/johnny) (cancel/ culture) (love/hate). It was much safer when we all adhered to pandemic masks and protective eyewear. Anonymous free-bubble, from our screw-faced self…
Janus complex…
Our leaders’ overcast minds
Ikkyū (1394-1481) was a Japanese monk. The Zen mystic and poet denounced many of his fellow monks and ridiculed orthodox Zen practices.
Haiku 1
Contagious lies
Nasty bugs going around, Politicians…
Haiku 2
Looking for answers? Forget civilisation!
Loose lips, sinking ships…
Haiku 3
Did we yearn for it? Ultimate destruction! The atrophy now…
Epitaphs in Sedoka
Katauta 1
Put a price on peace, In Heaven Ikkyū laughs!
What do they not understand?
Katauta 2 (Response)
In vain war is launched TOTALLY MISUNDERSTOOD! • Our leaders’ overcast minds…