"Only a pound," said the auctioneer,
"Only a pound; and I'm standing here
Selling this animal, gain or loss --
Only a pound for the drover's horse?
One of the sort that was ne'er afraid,
One of the boys of the Old Brigade;
Thoroughly honest and game, I'll swear,
Only a little the worse for wear;
Plenty as bad to be seen in town,
Give me a bid and I'll knock him down;
......
I
We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage
And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die,
We Poets of the proud old lineage
Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why, -
What shall we tell you? Tales, marvellous tales
Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest,
Where nevermore the rose of sunset pales,
And winds and shadows fall towards the West:
......
If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
Pack me very thoroughly
In the ice that used to slake
Pegs I drank when I was dry --
This observe for old sake's sake.
To the railway station hie,
......
So you're back from up the country, Mister Lawson, where you went,
And you're cursing all the business in a bitter discontent;
Well, we grieve to disappoint you, and it makes us sad to hear
That it wasn't cool and shady -- and there wasn't whips of beer,
And the looney bullock snorted when you first came into view --
Well, you know it's not so often that he sees a swell like you;
And the roads were hot and dusty, and the plains were burnt and brown,
And no doubt you're better suited drinking lemon-squash in town.
Yet, perchance, if you should journey down the very track you went
In a month or two at furthest, you would wonder what it meant;
......
meet me on high in limpid luminescent sky
from whence you’ll catch my twigs perhaps
there I cloudless am guided to harlequin horizons
precision wings gliding pearly path to clarity’s
timeless apex called unearthly eos heaven
our mahogany missions in photons seared
at azure axis of Giza activate starseeds dear
akasha includes human evolution tough treading nucleic space unfolding quantum revolutions
silence training crystalline separation ablutions
......
meet me on high in limpid luminescent sky
from whence you’ll catch my twigs perhaps
there I cloudless am guided to harlequin horizons
precision wings gliding pearly path to clarity’s
timeless apex called unearthly eos heaven
our mahogany missions in photons seared
at azure axis of Giza activate starseeds dear
akasha includes human evolution tough treading nucleic space unfolding quantum revolutions
silence training crystalline separation ablutions
......
I will not let the weight
of old winds bend
your wings any longer.
You will soar, not for escape,
but for discovery.
We will carve the sky
into new stories,
where no shadow lingers,
and no voice drags you back.
Your flight is not borrowed—
......
“Wish you
a very happy new year”—
declared the lurid signboards
hanging by the roadside.
The same words echoed—
through cell phones,
on television screens,
in newspapers and magazines,
woven into grand stories
......
Each tick of the clock
propels me forward
Memories play catch
dappling light from shadows
calling me away again
with every breath, I grasp
gasping at brilliant flashes
......
end’s beginning . . . .
. . . . a seed that falls
strikes the ground and ends…
the goodness of its covering
fleshy fruit but an aftertaste…
then germinates and sprouts,
with daily nurturing sunlight
to spawn the next generation
......