Poetry
Taxis
a word or two
in support of who
do what most don’t want to
a breed apart
where battlers start
their daily haul
from a to b and then to c
they deliver
conversation free
my ride as a rule
is informative
musically varied
ethnicly pleasing
drivers of longevity
they’ve seen, heard a lot
from their wheel of life
history, religion, philosophy
life, love and struggle
war and peace
in the wee small hours
cab bashing’s a sport
(it’s rank) ‘scuse the pun
for punters and pollies
not short of a rort
look elsewhere new york or LA
you’ll not find the service
as in new south wales
(if i leave things behind
as i’m wont to do
they’re in lost and found
hopefully - thankyou)
Copyright catherine o’brien ©
kings cross to kalumburu
kings cross to kalumburu
spirit yearning for another view
the grime the slime of kings cross crime
need a bit of kalumburu time
broken dreams weakening seams
sexual predators scowling schemes
predators waiting
hovering hating
hovering hates impatiently
delivering dreadful destiny
young girl leaving bar alone
staggering oblivion drunken alone
sinister slithering snake unfurls
come with me come with me
what’s a nice girl like you..
you know what i mean
lonely party girl disappears
arm round shoulder rounds the corner
to who knows where and who will care
with whom how many wakes up where
staying afloat fatigue
is getting the better of me
my spirit needs to breathe
and breathe clean
and breathe free
sitting in meditation
kissed by creation
tasted the silence
in kalumburu
this morning i rode my bicycle to the gorge
tasted the silence,
felt the gentleness of the sun
heard the nature of love
the sounds of the universe
I was kissed by creation
as i sat in meditation
I kissed the earth
And the earth kissed me
And I’m free.
Copyright catherine o’brien ©
Junk food brain
have you ever stopped and listened to your brain
it’s rather like you’re lying in a drain
the garbage that goes floating by
it must be someone else’s
it doesn’t look like mine
it’s enough to drive a normal girl insane
have you ever stopped and listened to your heart
if i could find it that would be a start
it was broken long ago
it’s hiding where i do not know
and is it keeping love and me apart?
have you ever stopped and listened to your soul
does it swing or does it rock and roll
soft and simple, sweet and true
moving stillness, pink and blue
love and peace and beauty
chorus
you are what you eat
beware
all sorts of pollution out there
junk food galore if you want to explore
you are what you eat
beware
Copyright catherine o’brien ©