Prompt: ANZAC DAY

What makes you nervous?

I can’t march, I watch along,

From the sidewalk in rubber thongs.

Ambling by the veterans wave,

Nation’s blood debt they have paid.

I missed the ballot, a lucky draw,

Escaped the army’s grasping maw.

Relaxed at uni while other blokes fought,

Wrote doggerel poetry on higher thoughts.

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“My pen, my only weapon”

Nineteen year old suggestion.

Equating ethnicity too,

Thrown in the stew.

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Nervous? Could be, as I get older

Lay down my anger, temper is colder,

The wisdom of youth passes quickly,

Age unwraps life’s onion, exposes true me.

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Give Me Break!

What Olympic sports do you enjoy watching the most?

Gone are motor boating, croquet and cricket,

In their time these sports were wicked,

Along with rackets, tug of war and lacrosse,

The IOC saw these sports fogeys off.

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I wanna watch a modern sport,

Something bout which I’ve never thought.

The latest sport seems most entrancing

In 2024, we’ll have breakdancing

complement compliment

What was the best compliment you’ve received?

Living daily as one does,

This time of life’s a gentle buzz,

The solitude within my head,

Strives for peace from what I’ve read.

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No selfies for paid influencing,

Provocation to get jaws yapping,

Rather get psychic release,

By not performing public feats.

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So best compliments what was they?

Vacuous comments other say.

Seems the best things said of all,

Was stuff that I cannot recall.

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Rain, Blessing or Curse?

Let’s try to dash another off, while waiting in the airport,

Look round for inspiration here, hard gathering my thought.

Rain soaked folk give off a pong assailing all my senses,

No Mum or strong deodorant grants, enough perfumed defenses.

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Daylightsaving Demise

Its 7 am, still kinda dark,

Dark clouds suppress the morning lark,

When Monday comes t’will all be changed,

The clocks have all been re-arranged.

Sunday morn at 3 o’clock,

A sleeping hour won’t be lost.

While Daylight saving gone for his year,

Its benefits are far from clear.

Growing up

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

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Wither the Meandering Matriarch?

Meandering Matriarch’s not been seen, on wordpress recently.

She was my muse some time ago, longer than fleetingly.

In time, I abandoned hope, perhaps she’d gone to heaven,

Until I saw a like from her, I think was number seven.

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