Down SouthA Poem by KWPI have a friend down South, he has been locked up for so long now his beard reaches his belly button (which is filled with cotton fuzz). He’s never had a beard that long before. He finds himself swishing this wiry hair this way and that way in the breeze. When he walks along the bay he finds the seagulls perch on his shoulder to Unburden him of the breakfast that was left entangled in ‘the beard’. It was on one of his coastal walks my friend befriended a whale, his name was Bluey, even though he was a humpback - Ah, no matter …. Bluey spotted my friend one day as he himself frolicked in the Spring time sun My friend looked disconsolate ‘Yo Mate’, Blue splurted, ‘why so unhappy?’ My friend ran his fingers over his moustache and then pulled his hand down from his chin wrapping it around his beard, unravelling wiry knots along the way ‘Mate,’ he said, ‘It’s been a long time this lockdown, it’s hard to see the light any more.’ Bluey pondered my friends quandary for a moment or two. Then, in true Aussie fashion, Bluey said, ‘Yo mate, you gotta harden the f**k up!’ Apparently Bluey was a Chopper Reid fan, how this came to be will forever remain a mystery. Ever since the day my friend met Bluey, the pair have met down by the shore, In the rain, the hail and the blue sky days. They ponder life, they ponder the trivialities of it all and they reminisce about the days past, Like when walking to the local Fish and Chip shop was still the norm (obviously this is a bit of a sore point for Bluey) - but then my friend laughs and says, ‘Bluey, you need to harden the f**k up’. And, well, maybe Bluey does, need to harden the f**k up, perhaps my friend does too. Apparently there is a meteor shower tomorrow in the ambrosial hours, if both Bluey and my friend were hard f***s, they’d be up watching it with me …. Instead I shall be reminicing about days past when meteors actually fell from the sky and… Well that right there is another story …. © 2020 KWP |
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11 Reviews Added on October 20, 2020 Last Updated on October 20, 2020 AuthorKWPSydney, NSW, AustraliaAbout'The kernel, the soul — let us go further and say the substance, the bulk, the actual and valuable material of all human utterances — is plagiarism. For substantially all ideas are sec.. more..Writing
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