flying off a push bike
little girl pink skirt
landed in the grass
helmet on the head
bewildered look
ended that fall
straight ahead her dad
who teased the act
by stretching his arms
hight into the sky
as the wheels rolled
down the road
the girl learned quickly
dads cannot be trusted
with advice on flying
without crash landing
inevitably
recording of the above poem read by the author
It is with great excitement that I wish to announce the birthing of a new poetry book.
It has been on my mind for some time to get another poetry book published. And finally it has happened.
The books’ proof is now at the printers and shall be ready within a few weeks.
Here is to many more expressive and transformative poems written and published.
I can’t wait to hold the book in my hand!
Thank you all for your ongoing encouragement and reading of the poems published on this site.
I appreciate your attention and kind comments.
With thanks,
Hana
deep sounds of didge
setting out the tone
outside strong wind
moving through tall trees
magpies playing in
a water fountain
black and white coat
ruffling their feathers
thin feet bathed
in the cool wet liquid
droplets of rain expected
any day soon hopefully
it has been hot and dry winter
not much left of the grass
but for a few brown patches
ducks decimating the parsley
what is left of it
only the stalks
nature has her own
timing
recording of the above poem read by the author
the silence, the emptiness
caressing the mind
here and there random
thought form, impulse
a wave of bliss
passing through
softly
alertness one moment
close to sleep the next
stillness unmoved
just the slow breath
lifting the ribs
feeling of nothingness
connected to the whole
falling
inside an eruption
fire flowing
in a stream
no resistance
freedom
instead
