365 personal poetry challenge - a short form poem posted every day for one year.
Wednesday 25 March, 2009 - 05:32 by Merlene in Default
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Due to the unexplained prohibition on reading comments I am moving my blog to http://merlenefawdry.blogspot.com/ I apologise to my friends who have taken the time to leave comments on this disfunctional Bigp*nd blog, however, like all of the affected, I remain in the dark. Hope to catch up with you on the other side.
Merlene
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Wednesday 25 March, 2009 - 05:24 by Merlene in Default
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two way communication
prohibited by Bigp*nd
comments disallowed
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Wednesday 25 March, 2009 - 05:23 by Merlene in Default
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mobile phone sulks
in obstinate silence
words unspoken
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 25 March, 2009 - 05:19 by Merlene in Default
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yesterday we basked
in newly installed ducted heating
this mornng we shiver
under cold water showers
the inefficiency of gas
or the tradies
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 25 March, 2009 - 05:09 by Merlene in Default
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we elect to live
in harmony with nature
then dictate which elements
to harmonise with
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Saturday 21 March, 2009 - 18:26 by Merlene in Default
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summer persists
beyond its allocated time
denying autumn entry
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 20 March, 2009 - 19:58 by Merlene in Default
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that damn dog
a fugitive on the run
ducks and dives
across busy highways
and up blind alleys
freedom glistening
from mischievous eyes
like an errant balloon
he sits poised
daring me to close in
then lifts with the breeze
and the chase begins anew
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Thursday 19 March, 2009 - 19:46 by Merlene in Default
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with the turn of a switch
the supernova
born of a stellar explosion
fades from our sight
RIP Natasha
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 18 March, 2009 - 21:47 by Merlene in Default
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he keeps himself busy
upholding the image
of agelessness until
his aging body buckles
under the weight of his ego
and stress fractures
across his memory
erode the denial
of his mortality
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Tuesday 17 March, 2009 - 20:02 by Merlene in Default
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angry words circle
like a murder of crows
in a cloud filled sky
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Monday 16 March, 2009 - 19:16 by Merlene in Default
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Beauty
is in the creation
of ground art
when the first drops of rain
create blossoms
in the dust
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 15 March, 2009 - 21:09 by Merlene in Default
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Leaving
he left in stages
of quiet resignation
the passion of youth
having ebbed
to a deeper love
as his hand slipped from hers
she held tight to his heart
throughout the dark night
of his departure
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Saturday 14 March, 2009 - 20:13 by Merlene in Default
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Bigp*nd - seven days on the blog
bigp*nd
b*gp*nd
b**p*nd
b**p**d
b*****d
b******
*******
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Friday 13 March, 2009 - 20:04 by Merlene in Default
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nurses in training
theoretically correct
pass by in a gaggle
their authority swinging
from lanyards of importance
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Thursday 12 March, 2009 - 21:45 by Merlene in Default
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in the hospital waiting room
one child squeals
in unrestrained joy of life
and we shiver
in the collective knowledge
of its transience
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 11 March, 2009 - 21:27 by Merlene in Default
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at the entrance
to Western General
smokers in hospital gowns
inhale into relapse
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 11 March, 2009 - 21:24 by Merlene in Default
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he sits
scratching idly
at the husk of his life
unaware of his own demise
while his wife
in age old tenderness
pats his hand
in remembrance
of a life shared
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 11 March, 2009 - 21:21 by Merlene in Default
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I passed him into your care
and he went
in confused obedience
to the mispronunciation
of his name
our goodbye left hanging
in the busy foyer
where I sit
and wait
the long hours
for the call
to take him back
(c ) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 08 March, 2009 - 18:55 by Merlene in Default
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these hands continue
to ply the needle
and thread
that binds the frayed edges
of the fabric of our lives
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Saturday 07 March, 2009 - 19:25 by Merlene in Default
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the sewing basket
wicker polished
by the careworn hands
of three generations
still serves us well
(Merlene Fawdry)
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Friday 06 March, 2009 - 17:45 by Merlene in Default
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tomatoes
emerge from the shelter
of sun-scorched leaves
to slake their thirst
with silent night rain
salad days
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 06 March, 2009 - 17:43 by Merlene in Default
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good friends
are the breeze of life
that fans our face
and feathers our hair
when the heat rises
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 06 March, 2009 - 17:42 by Merlene in Default
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my brother
wore his dark skin
as a colour patch
for his gang of one
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 06 March, 2009 - 17:40 by Merlene in Default
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after the crash
the woman
who knows nothing
dabs at the edges
of their destruction
to restore the basics
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 06 March, 2009 - 17:38 by Merlene in Default
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in the computer lab
blokes
who know it all
and those
who think they do
wreak havoc
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 01 March, 2009 - 19:10 by Merlene in Default
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my father taught me how to look
through the loose fabric of life
to the reality of being
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 01 March, 2009 - 14:54 by Merlene in Default
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A lesson
his passing taught me
that saying goodbye
is a gift to the living
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 01 March, 2009 - 14:52 by Merlene in Default
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Sunrise
the sun rises
to the stillness
of a sentence interupted
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 01 March, 2009 - 14:51 by Merlene in Default
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Twilight
as twilight falls
his nod
marks the long pauses
between sentences
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 25 February, 2009 - 20:21 by Merlene in Default
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Nature's battle
thunder heads roll in
to release their heavy burden
on the burning below
water meets fire
in nature's battle
and a small town sleeps once more
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Tuesday 24 February, 2009 - 12:39 by Merlene in Default
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Peace
Peace
is a fragile existence
a feather borne
on a gentle breeze
before the storm
announces its presence
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Monday 23 February, 2009 - 19:31 by Merlene in Default
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The Dissenter
the writing group squirms
in collective discomfort
as the dissenter speaks
each word enunciated
as a nettled irritant
sending a burning itch
through the sensitive skin
of creativity
(c ) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 22 February, 2009 - 13:48 by Merlene in Default
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she stands alone
before the gateway
to the aged care facility
gathering the tatters
of her motherhood
to face them down
these adult children
who have grown beyond
her parenting authority
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Saturday 21 February, 2009 - 18:53 by Merlene in Default
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My mother waits
my mother now has
that peace she sought
when we were young
where she waits patiently;
faded sepia
in an old photo album
pages unturned
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 20 February, 2009 - 18:45 by Merlene in Default
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Aftermath
she sat waiting
for that first meeting
after the ceasefire
of the mud slinging
blinking her eyes open
mouth caked shut
wondering
how to cleanse
the filth of angry words
and if the stain
would remain forever
to mar their relationship
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Thursday 19 February, 2009 - 18:36 by Merlene in Default
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Fragile minds
bend
with the winds of life
seeking respite
in gentle breezes
a haven from
the cyclonic forces
that threaten frail resolve
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 18 February, 2009 - 16:05 by Merlene in Default
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Gremlins interupted our internet connection yesterday so this post covers both days.
the sun emerged
from a blanket of cloud
to wipe the smoke from its eyes
eyes averted
from the destruction below
it scurried home
to the west
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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he's no oil paintng
nor genius of the time
and his bank balance weeps
tears of red
to match his bankruptcy
of charisma
and yet, with his rejection
her sense of self worth
shares the deficit
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Monday 16 February, 2009 - 18:48 by Merlene in Default
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Bi-polar disorder
the new order nomenclature
for manic depression
that wild swing
between polar extremes
from mania to depression
once better understood
when labelled clearly
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 15 February, 2009 - 12:03 by Merlene in Default
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If each of us is right
as we are
in our opposing
points of view
can we agree to differ
and put ego aside
secure
in the inner knowledge
of our superior belief
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Saturday 14 February, 2009 - 14:45 by Merlene in Default
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Against the tide
I wrench the oars
rowing against the tide
colliding with myself
on winds of change
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Friday 13 February, 2009 - 17:56 by Merlene in Default
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More of Gran
Gran arrives
ankles gasping for air
above the authority
of her laced up
pointy toed shoes
walking stick keeping rhythm
with metal heel protectors
from behind Mum's skirts
we offer her up
for her mother's inspection
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Thursday 12 February, 2009 - 13:14 by Merlene in Default
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My grandmother's confessional
the smell of coal gas
alien in that hydro powered state
added to her exotica
as she held court
in her step-down kitchen
giant bosoms suspended
over impossibly small
corseted waist
draining her teacup
she paused
pinkie extended
in exaggerated salute to etiquette
as she surveyed
the damp leaves
that rested against the eggshell china
then looked my way
one eyebrow raised
above all knowing eyes
and I begged for absolution
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 11 February, 2009 - 15:57 by Merlene in Default
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Warts and all
My Gran taught me many things
about life
the most important
a lesson in truth
when I realized
the much-romaticized ratbite
on her forehead
was a simple wart
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Tuesday 10 February, 2009 - 11:26 by Merlene in Default
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Cyclical madness
brightness
of the new moon
dulled
by the demons
that beset his days
the cycle of madness
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Tuesday 10 February, 2009 - 11:21 by Merlene in Default
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Monday
more advantageously situated
infant lemons
cling koala-like
to the mother tee
defying hot winds
* * *
Sunday
tomatos exposed
turn bare faces to the sun
scarred from the fallout
* * *
Saturday
skateboards burl
on uneven footpaths
clipping ridges
in adolescent flight
* * *
Friday
the old man rests
as the temperature soars
under a blanket of heat
prickly against parched skin
yet
in his stillness
he is comforted
by the cooling spray
of the front lawn sprinkler
while voices
of children at play
call him to come home
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Thursday 05 February, 2009 - 10:25 by Merlene in Default
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Rosie Grey
Rosie Grey struggles
with her Coles model zimmer
and its cross-eyed wheels
that threaten each other
like two old sparring partners
punch drunk with life
with a mid-aisle collision
she steers with her elbows
toward an inward exit
and the alarm rings out
her unpaid-for selections
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Wednesday 04 February, 2009 - 15:46 by Merlene in Default
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limes
perfectly formed
lay abandoned
a culling of nature
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Tuesday 03 February, 2009 - 11:06 by Merlene in Default
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Mother Nature
the sun
nature's incubator
turns on its young
as fruit withers in infancy
forsaken
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Monday 02 February, 2009 - 18:41 by Merlene in Default
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Cyber reptiles
serpents of cyber space
carry venom on keyboads
ready for the next strike
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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Sunday 01 February, 2009 - 19:27 by Merlene in Default
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Pulling the switch
in the low rent bungalow
plastic blades turn
moving hot air
in sync
with the air con
in the mansion next door
until
stillness and silence
of a big brother blackout
descends across the suburbs
climatic equity for all
(c) Merlene Fawdry
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