Monthly Archives: September 2012

Brownie Nights

Wrote this little goodnight story for my children. They enjoy it, hopefully you do too.

The sun descends ‘neath the land,
Fear not for brownies are at hand
To keep the peace at night
Whilst in bed you sleep tight.

Hidden to sleepy lids, now closed
Dancing and singing, funny faces posed.
Now close those eyes and sleep,
The brownies wander tonight, safe you’ll keep.

They’ll take but a small token
An odd sock, evidence of their pokin’
So I kiss you goodnight now
A missing sock when you wake and you’ll know.

The brownies wandered whilst you slept,
Safely in your bed that they kept.


Posted by on Wednesday 26th September, 2012 in Poetry


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As One?

Actual photo of my wife and I on our wedding day.

We falter at footsteps in the sand
Behind us none remain, washed away.
Tides come and go, forgetting the past
So we stand, forlorn; staring at the horizon
Distant sails capture a breeze we don’t feel

We can’t follow those left behind by others
Grains of sand mould to the path chosen
No lines drawn; we must decide their direction.
Will imprints leave a trail of union,
Or will each step be further apart.

We have to move forward, nothing behind us,
So as we stare at one another: eyes and hearts.
A thought of times ahead; too few steps together
Or a dance of prints entangled in each others arms.
Cast aside the waves of doubt, take a step.

Our next step:
Is together
Is new ground
Is as one.


Posted by on Monday 24th September, 2012 in Poetry


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Take a Step

Shoulders sunken you stand out
Lining the cliff edge’s fall,
Push aside the fear that binds you.
Take a single step forward to the void,
And rise from the shadows of loss.

Stop wading in the depths of despair,
Plunge into the masked shallows.
Tides wave to cliff walls each day,
So emerge on the sandy shores
In golden sun, you will see me.

Your smile lost in murky waters
Hid by fear’s shadow. Be with me
Together a beacon of light,
We will shine for ever on the path
By cliff walls clouded in doubts.

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Posted by on Thursday 20th September, 2012 in Poetry


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The Postman

I originally penned the elements to this poem in July 2008.  I recently (today) rediscovered this lost poem.  Being one of my earlier poems I decided that it required some work before I posted it on here.  So after a rewrite but keeping the same themes and tone of the original I present this poem.  It was written for my wife (fiance at the time) and we were having the usual relationship struggles. Enjoy!


Your mail I lost in transit, before we’d met
As dreams you had stalled, without a word.
I didn’t return to sender; my mistake.

Love notes exchanged trying to right wrongs
So hard I try but the damage done;
Each day the feeble letter’s edges fray.

I should have delivered you flowers,
Not baggage and a broken man,
And then I shipped your dreams off shore.

An apology note is my only delivery today,
A personal plea. A reply do I deserve?
I regret, so little I can deliver to you.


Posted by on Friday 14th September, 2012 in Poetry


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Self Harm … R U OK?

Something a little different to my usual posts (in that it isn’t a poem).  Found this article in today’s local newspaper (which coincides with RUOK Day?, an Australian national day to deal with such issues).  What I found interesting is that I find this subject very prevalent in the poetry I read on here and other forums. Many posts are not really poetry (more rants or journal entries) but I am surprised with the volume of such poems I find on blogs and forums.

Have you similarly come across a lot of self-harm poems online (or write them yourselves)?

Personally I still find that suicide and mental depression (stress) are not talked about in society either (both which have very high rates in Australia currently … I believe that youth suicides outnumber road fatalities in Australia yet only one of these are either talked about in society).

From a personal perspective self-harm has never crossed my mind, mainly because I don’t understand the point of it but that isn’t too discount it for others.  I personally believe that stress management is very poorly dealt with at schools (and later in life too in the workforce … hence most parents are aware of how to act with themselves and how to “teach” their children).  I think it is important that perhaps more structured training of students in how to deal with stresses needs to be brought into schools, and from an early age.  You could probably start in in the last year of primary school (year prior to high school) so that students start becoming prepared for the stresses later in their education.  We had a students at my high school who would intentionally harm themselves during exams to get out of them, and at university had a student throw a desk across the room because of the stresses of an exam.

My “savior” when I was depressed was actually writing.  I started writing lyrics and then moved onto poems.  Of course the people in your life also contributed significantly to improving my mental condition and getting me through the period (hence why a lot of my poems reflect “drowning” and being “saved” by my wife/love).

Has poetry/writing helped you with your depression/lows?

Finally I won’t try to understand self-harm (or your particular pain as I am not qualified), all I can say is that if you do self-harm, are contemplating suicide or are just depressed (and can’t see a way out) I suggest you talk with a psychologists (or similar).  Ignore the stigmas attached with them, talk to them and let them know that to start with you want them to assist you in finding better coping mechanisms … see where it goes from there.  It is better to seek help at the early stages rather than leave it too late.

Show me some of your “depression” or “self-harm” poetry! (Check out my depression tag for my poetry posted)

Thanks and keep safe.


Posted by on Thursday 13th September, 2012 in Comments


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At work we’ve been talking about updating our company’s online presence (at the moment it is pretty much zero). There is the usual hesitation by the older employees with embracing the new marketing ideas of blogs, Facebook and even a spiffy website. So I wrote this poem to highlight the changing “language” of the social world today (I personally knew very few of them too). Enjoy!

To blog, like, tweet, tag or link?
1ce marketing was ez
Now IDK, WITW to think
I 1DR @TEOTD is it cheesy

2 move FW is 2M2H 2day
So KISS, as it’s 2MI @ wrk
AMOF that’s euff, don’t stray
B2W, LOL and ATEOTD smirk

JAM, Justine needs ur time sheet
BRB. No G2G, L8R! I’ll tweet


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Posted by on Tuesday 11th September, 2012 in Poetry


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A Passenger

I wrote this for a members challenge on The Poetry Sanctuary. The challenge was to write one off the top of your head about travelling (this was my entry). Enjoy.

As I lay, content with immobility
I dream of lands far removed
Of times I journeyed, just ‘cause
Feet burned when rested.
Now travels foreign to my rested eyes

The journey I embark fourth upon now
Requires travelling near, close to my heart
As my mind wanders freely
And feet find aches with each move
The dreams remain, ashen blues

Best laid travel plans, interrupted by life
No regrets; travelling a different path.
A journey with family is my treasure map
Discovering buried gems, unforseen
On past travels, lighting the future.

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Posted by on Tuesday 4th September, 2012 in Challenge, Poetry


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