Starry, Starry Night

It is midnight

sleep refuses to come knocking at my door

the lights are out

my eyes are tightly shut

my prayers said

yet fickle sleep hides in the shadows

Defeated

I open my eyes

and lo

bright stars wink down at me

and beckon me

to come outside and play

The night is totally still

just a few frogs

still raise their voices

in the distant dam

and all around me

dance the stars

The sky so clear

thick strewn with stars

beyond stars beyond stars

like grains of sand

upon a beach

the more you look

the more you see

Some large engulfed in halos

some like tiny pinpricks

bravely glowing

in the depths of space

thick like feathers in a quilt

forever there

in deep infinity.

The Pilgrim

I walk the earth with gentle tread
my feet explore my dreaming
on paths of animals they roam
forever seeking a way home
to myriads of stars ascending
down to the deep of sea go wending
forever knowing, somewhere going
flowers from my full heart sowing
with meadowsweet and children growing
all seeing, joy and sorrow blending
seeking a start that's never ending.

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Wanderlust at Twilight

We drove to the horizon
and nearly fell right off the earth



we drove by day and drove by night
we drove for all that we were worth



we drove for days on end,
until we nearly dropped



it seemed we drove for ever more
until one day we stopped



and stood there wondering
why ever we did start
when now we had left far behind
all things close to our heart.

The far horizon beckoned
with promise full of change
but everything we yearned for
was home, close to our range.

If ever we should get the urge
to harness horse and go
to run away from daily life
that's boring, drear and slow,
take out the axle pin
and say the waggon broke.

Brew up a billy full of tea
upon a smoking campfire
and say if we should need a change:
"go camp down on the flat,
the snakes are plentiful down there
they'll give you quite a thrill,
the kangaroos go sailing by
bushwhacking noises fill the night
the sheep can give you quite a fright



and we will know that you are safe
from hoons and trucks upon the road.

The stars shine brightly there at night
and should the cold decide to bite
come back and turn the blanky on
and sleep in your own bed,
the cat will read a goodnight tale
and you will get well fed".

Sleep

When sleep like stealthy thief

escapes into the night,

breathing the darkness deeply

like bird in restles flight

to roam beneath the stars

or moon, or absence of all light

chasing memories and hopes

in endless roundelay

the little worries of the coming day

Where does sleep hide

when she departs

why forsakes us in our need?

Oh fickle lady of the night

to come and shackle us by day

inopportunely shutting down

our senses in a busy town

with traffic roaring all around

and nowhere to be safely still

while she exerts her wayward will.

Counting my Blessings

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Tonight I feel a little down
so just to lessen my gathering frown
I started thinking of things I treasure
that bring me hope and joy and pleasure.

I do like bacon

and I do like eggs
I like great horses
with four stout legs

Sun on a pond
and stars in the sky
a flock of parrots
passing by

A little daisy
in the grass
and shadows
in a looking glass

Tiny tots twittering
as they play
and teenagers
frittering time away

An old man
sitting on a bench
tar newly laid
the steam and the stench

The tide roaring in
with foaming fetlocks
a streamlet gurgling
over gleaming wet rocks

Cows chewing cud
in paddocks of green
and drifting sand
where no footstep has been

Glorious sunsets
and grey winter morns
shooting stars
and bright crisp dawns.



Thre is a lot more where that came from, if any
one is interested, I may post more.

Moonrise

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The rising moon

my face caressing

has banished sleep

once more

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Outside in still, crisp night

so clear

stars blaze above me

putting moon to shame

horizon kissed by Southern Cross

Nebula at mid heaven

like Merlin's coat

the firmament adorned

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Though frost may burn

young growth this night

the bright exhilarating sky

shall stay a dear delight.

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