D'ya   Tak'er

She took me to her uncurtained room - bright & airy.
It was decorated with stars on the wall - for a fairy,
in the shape of a heart - it surrounded her art.
A painting of our souls - from days of olde.


The goddess said,  “You live with me in my heart so true.
You’re reflected in my art, I’m your queen, let me live with you.
I may not be, what you would want, to choose
but, I belong to God - you can’t lose”.


I didn’t speak, for I had always wanted her as my lover.
She had fallen in love & thought she’d left me for another.
My attempts as Cyrano had caused us immeasurable pain.
Now I had to convince her that I loved her still - the same.

I looked in her eyes & remembered the pain of the past.
Saw the dawn of a new age & recalled the words of the sage.
‘She cooks for the Gods - she must make right a wrong.
You can help her up, she needs someone who is strong’:

 

“D’ya tak’er, D’ya tak’er” a silent voice asked.
I hesitated too long - her saddened eyes masked.
I remembered again - twice - the shaking of the land
when I’d allowed her to leave.  I grabbed for her hand.

Phuket, was it too late - had I sealed our fate?
I dragged her to the flower bed - fumbling at the gate.
Jumped on her bones, in an effort to atone.
Laid her hard - and destroyed that masked facade.

24 December, 1996

Octoberfest




Who knows how to make the Statement of statements?
Get the good Oil.


Sydney 2000
Olympic Photos.


October focuses on the ParaOlympics
Pursuit of individual dream.


October is a month of festivals
Find one in your area.


Octoberfest for travellers
that can't get to Germany


Or Octoberfest
for those prepared to go all the way.


Or, Octoberfest for the Australian locals
which includes the Mattara festival already underway.