love counsellor

Love counsellor

So he thinks it is easy, the man who gives advice to married

and loveless couples. What does he know, goes home switches

on the telly and watch the programs he wants, simply because

he is a lifelong bachelor.

You can´t do that when married, she doesn´t want the news

but a program about romance and he relents, because a man

who doesn´t care about his wife´s feelings is a bully and made a

n example of and called names in a woman´s magazine.

A marriage counsellor´s job is to tell people to fake love until it

comes true.

a pair of shoes

A pair of Shoes

She was nine years old wore a cotton dress, barefoot and had her

picture taken. Her mother had bought her a pair of new shoes,

and the shoes were so lovely she didn´t want to put them on yet.

 Her mother relented the photography was taken the girl holding

the shoes firmly in her little hands.

She looked into the camera with intense seriousness seeing into

a future she was not yet aware of, perhaps she was but couldn´t not

articulate it, hence holding on to her shoes a symbol of the losses

she would suffer.

 She married a farmer in Congo they had cattle and coconut trees.

Then came the revolution and since they had the wrong colour, not

black not white had to flee when crazed soldiers came, freedom

was or the masses, who took over the farm ate the milking cows, but

neglected to till the land. She ended up in a foreign land, but she

didn´t mind that so much her children had prospered and survived,

but she was always thrifty never threw away a thing.

zhivago

Dr Zhivago is not Putin

Nature yes, it does its own thing it will never be tamed and behave

in a predictable way. Outside mild rain falls there is no wind and

the weather is content, freedom from  Siberian frost...for now, but

when frosty days arrives, with ice pearls on your breaths and frozen

key lock in your post box, it is not fair to fault Vladimir Putin, he has

enough on his plate with silly girls dancing in churches and offending

good people´s sense of decency, and tax avoiding tycoons .

But of course whatever Russia does it must be wrong. 50 years of anti

Soviet propaganda has left its mark.

Islamic terrorists have been bombing and killing many people, this does

not cause stir in western press, some even thinks that the Russian ought

to treat the terrorists better, it is Putin´s hard line attitude that causes

this problem...The enemy of my enemy is my friend so welcome to

The wonderful world of double speak, treason and never ending scheming  

on how to mould Russia into an image of Dr. Zhivago.

new democracy

The New Democracy

So many words written, millions of words and they tell you nothing new,

except familiar things what you know and are safe and dull as a film star

interview. If we throw into the ring the idea that democracy as we know

it is corrupt, will there not be a scream of protest after all social equality

is Italian ice cream parlour, a multitude of choices, but it is all ice cream.

Justice and we will oversee the fact that this type of freedom to vote is

being exploited, the last thing politicians, the errand boys of the elite, is

to give you freedom of choice, but they will give you the illusion that you

have got one, the Donald duck version of reality.

What if the people ruled, rather than elect someone who speaks well, and

we had the tyranny of the masses? But the idea of this is wrong because it is

about shifting power from one hand to another and the exploitation of

the individual will continue as before. Capitalism has made people hungry

to consume to be content, but we know there is a cut off point when world

riches are depleted and the old adage less is more comes it will hit us like

 a boomerang because there is no more. Then perhaps we can find the true

meaning of democracy which is about sharing what we have, so no one goes

hungry and that no one swims in the stinking puddle of exploitive excesses.

the big eve

The Big Eve

Tracer bullets on the night sky Aleppo seen

From a hotel veranda, I hear screams, but

It is the raucous laughter of too much wine

Noon in Sydney and New Year festive

Rockets in the sky or perhaps I´m seeing

 a war that has not yet been declared or

perhaps I have seen the future the holocaust 

of mankind, the last hurrah and the blow

of a whistle calling full time... Whatever it was

I saw spectacular colours like rubbing ones

eyes when tired and seeing mystical rainbows

belonging to an unknown existence.

Friday Evening Opus

The blaze in the fireplace burns with easiness, but

without mercy burnt my old boots to grey cinders.

They were made for walking on stony ground, but

time and wear ragged them, they fell out of fashion

and were stored in the shed in a black plastic liner

and forgotten so the one who discarded them should

see them and feel guilty for not walking anymore as

I cycle for my life on the training bike in the yard.

 On evenings like this I should be an old man looking

contented into the fire surrounded by pictures of life

lived in faraway places, but I find no contentment.

The sweet taste of success has eluded me, mind I do

have diabetes, and in the end what meant something

ends up meaning nothing; so let the fire of hope burn. 

weather forecast

Weather Forecast.

There used to be winters before the weather became entertainment.

There was frost, rain, flooding and landslide one had to accept as norm,

unless it was of a disastrous dimension. 1948 was so cold birds fell

from the sky and we had steal coal at the depot – a hole in the fence not

repaired before spring- the worker knew but looked away, this was a time

of social cohesion, we´re equally poor and recovering from a war

 Snow in Ohio, and we see cars skidding on icy roads, what a distraction

from our sheltered life, nature actually exists and we better show respect

if not nature will turn against us and shake us into obeisance.