Category: Poetry

  • Blue Motorcycle

    Dirty Streets Whisper my name Fill me with longing To find my way home I took this photo last week. I saw the motorcycle out of the corner of my eye and took a quick photo without really thinking about it at the time but looking at it now, I find the contrast interesting, the…

  • Sydney Harbour Bridge and Ferry

    A Letter of Hope to Sydney Cove, near Botany BayErasmus Darwin (1789) Where Sydney Cove her lucid bosom swells Courts her young navies and the storm repels, High on a rock, amid the troubled air, Hope stood sublime, and wav’d her golden hair; Calm’d with her rosy smile the tossing deep, And with sweet accents…

  • Where the Dead Rest

    Marble tombs Forgotten by the world: Where the dead rest Forevermore Went to Gosford yesterday to look at a few houses to rent (no luck unfortunately). It was a long drive and on the way back I went for a short walk around Bronte to stretch my legs. I took this photo outside Waverley Cemetery,…

  • Coogee Memorial

    Blue ocean Holds my heart and tears Reminds me of you So far away Today is the ninth anniversary of the 2002 Bali Bombings. The bombings killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, and Bali is often considered our version of September 11, the moment when our part of the world changed forever. Many of those…

  • Arum Lily

    A single flower Growing in an empty bed: The first sign of spring I took this photo a few days ago. Living in a block of flats we don’t really have much of a garden, just a small communal flowerbed, but a few days ago we noticed this growing in it, an arum lily. Apparently…

  • Three Benches

    The end of the world Comes not with a whimper Or a bang Just silence Three empty benches in Alison Park, Randwick. I took this photo a couple of weeks ago while walking home. It was a beautiful day but the scene just felt eerie to me for some reason – the park is usually…

  • Trees at Sunset

    Winter leavesBlowing in a gentle breezeFalling to the earthToo soon I took this a couple of weeks ago in Alison Park, just as winter was beginning to give way to spring and the trees were starting to regain their colour. I was on my way home and saw the sun setting through the trees, so…

  • The I Am Blues

    Just a quick note. Some of you may remember a poem I wrote a few years ago called I Am. Apparently it’s just been turned into a song. I didn’t know anything about it and only recently stumbled across it via Google; I had licensed it under a creative commons licence and it looks like…

  • Giving Way

    Time passes slowlyOld memories linger on ~My heart remembers Two more of the bicycle racks that have recently been installed around Randwick. This was taken opposite the Gemini Hotel on Tuesday night, a little after the incident with the police. I’ve found myself thinking abut the past a lot lately and how much has changed, particularly since…

  • The Long Road Home

    The long road home Winds ever on Leading me further away From you I took this photo a couple of weeks ago. I was walking down Avoca Street and noticed this man ahead of me who seemed lost in his own world. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that I actually took the shot…