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Here and There

Here and There

Byron Bay

The use of excellence,
being all in all.
The magic word pitched just so.
The felt voice knowing where and when.
Such confidence!
Things speeding past,
ragtime to future perfect.

Love and loathing in a fraught paradox.
More hoops to jump through.
A list of words wrapped like a tourniquet,
a holding pattern
of deals and ideals.

Randwick

The Pacific hangs like a headline
above
the distant jostle of apartments.

In this suburb
I find slim walkways
link dead end streets.
Architectural styles, their histories,
seem to compete.
Don Juan Avenue is more an alley
but I’m not disappointed;
its grey paling fences alive with blossom.

With my new beard and snap brim hat
I feel a bit Jewish..small and too fat.
‘Yahweh shammar’.

The labyrinth becomes familiar.
I’m blending in.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments

I love all of this poem I cant see anything that needs to be changed I will reread this one while I am away I wont be back till monday next week, I throughly enjoyed the read ...

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The magic word pitched just so.
The felt voice knowing where and when.
Such confidence!
Things speeding past,
ragtime to future perfect.

In this suburb
I find slim walkways
link dead end streets.
Architectural styles, their histories,
seem to compete.
Don Juan Avenue is more an alley
but I’m not disappointed;
it’s grey paling fences alive with blossom.

With my new beard and snap brim hat
I feel a bit Jewish..small and too fat.
‘Yahweh shammar’.

The labyrinth becomes familiar.
I’m blending in.

my favourite lines, dammit I love it all :)

love and hugs JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

‘it’s grey paling fences alive with blossom.’
did you mean ‘it’s’ as in ‘it Is’ or its as in the possessive article?

apart from that small confusion - lol both ways work, and I love the way it pulled me up… it reminded me of a poem our tutorial was deconstructing at uni (lol many years ago) – the poet spelt arc as ark and it caused some great discussion

- I love this write, especially the second part
great descriptive – both visual and emotional
but i'm still pondering over the title ??

love judy
xxx

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

Judyanne, should be its, will edit, the title was originally part of part I, it's too vague but I havn't thought of something better yet.
Seren thank you and best wishes for your holiday

author comment

makes so much more sense now
love judy
xxx

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

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