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Don Ritchie – R.I.P.
Don Ritchie, The Angel of The Gap, has passed away
Repost
Angel of The Gap
He looks out at the sparkling sea
and drinks his morning cup of tea
But there’s a shadow to his left,
the darkness of a soul distressed
He knows now he must move with haste
to stop a life from going to waste
“This time, this one, perhaps,” he thinks,
“maybe, I ‘ll pull back from the brink”
The Angel of The Gap, at dawn,
heads out once more across his lawn
to offer balm, a light to see
a way out from their misery,
to coax them not to end it all
and save them from that fatal fall
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“Never be afraid to speak to those who you feel are in need.
Always remember the power of the simple smile, a helping hand, a listening ear and a kind word.”
Don Ritchie, OAM
The Beauty of Insomnia
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Ball-moon bobbing in an ink sea-sky,
spangled Milky Way swirling silently by,
dreams on a poplar-shimmer breeze,
stirring sleeping swallows under the eaves,
wide-eyed frogmouths, owls, nightjars
blinking back at a billion stars
***
Chewing on this
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I read this wonderful post of Kate Shrewsday’s
before going to sleep last night and it got me thinking (they always do)
of
Six impossible things before breakfast
A world without the power of money,
a sun-powered world
Journeys across a borderless globe,
Inter-universe journeys
Born old, growing young,
Spinal cords
growing in a window box
——-xx——-
Impossible possibilities? What are your thoughts? 😀
Weekly Photo Challenge: Together
A pair of Rainbow Lorikeets breakfasting in our camellia bushes
Weekly Photo Challenge: Two Subjects
The decommissioned and the functional
The modern and the old
The Song Remains the Same
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We were cigar-smoking sylphs,
we were angst-ridden waifs,
not quite role-model material
We were The Clash and The Cure,
Lena-Lovich demure,
but never Nirvana funereal
We were Flashdance and Fame,
we were Grease, Purple Rain,
not Dolly-sweet 9 to 5vers
We were Wham, All That Jazz,
Chorus Line razzmatazz,
Saturday Night Fever survivors
We were pathological humour,
the kohl-girls of rumour,
but never drug-addled chic
We were Dark Side of the Moon
and Kate Bush la lune,
living The Dreaming mystique
We were polka-dot punkers,
Spandau Ballerinas,
not tattooed suicide-grunge,
Twisted Sister crazies,
You were Thelma, I, Louise
But,
in the end,
only you
took that plunge
For Frizztext – Traffic Solutions
Aussie Duck (waterbus) on Sydney Harbour
This is related to a recent post by Frizztext.
Frizztext, this is actually not a common mode of transport in Sydney but a tourist attraction – it’s an amphibious craft that would cost far too much to run as a regular transport option, but if they could make smaller personal craft like these, it would be a fantastic option in this city because of the size and reach of our magnificent harbour.
RIP
To mark this
anniversary,
this man-made construct
Why?
To remind ourselves
of your light lost,
that we miss you?
Ten years on,
no reminder necessary
Weekly Photo Challenge: Unusual
This rock on one of the Manly bush walks immediately reminded me of a potato bass – see what you think…
Act of God
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Across this hopscotch land
strange days stretch out to sea,
where ancient forests stood,
now ails a lone pine tree,
spared from an Act of God,
not so children as they flee –
they are turned to ghosts
by what god, pray tell me?
Taking a Break
Hi Fellow Bloggers
I am taking a break from blogging, studies etc to attend to a health issue, so won’t be posting here for a while.
I will be unsubscribed from everyone’s blogs during this time,
but will, nevertheless, pop in from time to time to read and comment on your blogs.
Best wishes
bb
xx
Electricity
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It’s what we are:
shocked to life
at maximum voltage,
rewired by experience
in negative anxiety
and positive joy,
a slow-leaking energy,
static in defeat
In short,
we complete the circuit
and are gone –
subatomic particles
in an ancient storm
Weekly Photo Challenge: Hope
Have had a foot injury since the end of November
so am in hope that I will be back in my golf shoes (actually, any normal shoes would be good)
and walking the golf course again in the not-too-distant future
Weekly Photo Challenge: Simple
not moneyed lives but
the simple life of a bird
that I most envy
And for something completely different…
head over to Gabrielle Bryden’s Citrus Fiesta for a whole week’s worth of citrusy fizz and fun 😀
Platitude Pyre
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I try to keep warm
in the memory of you
But within embered years
a cold truth lies
beneath aphoristic ashes –
“Time heals all wounds”,
“This too shall pass” –
Over my dead body, perhaps.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Launch
A few from out and about on Sydney Harbour
The Bird
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The bird
doesn’t mind
the indifference
of passing feet,
tossed flint-eyed scraps,
nest of a broadsheet
The bird
doesn’t mind
cold-hearted weather,
garbage-can dining,
piss-soaked shelter,
one-eyed sleep in the underpass,
the ubiquitous predator
The bird
doesn’t mind
existence
on the streets
He’s just a bird
Meld
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Sultry African nights,
we’d drink Dutch,
play Chinese,
smoke American,
talk Japanese,
(the odd bit of French thrown in)
Brightly hungover days,
we’d work,
with throwback English stoicism
Have Fun
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Happy Festive Season, Fellow Bloggers
Best wishes for 2012
Hope to see you there, safe and sound
xxxx
For some delightful Christmas-flavoured posts
and to see the most wonderful collection of ornamental Santas,
take a look at Nancy’s December posts
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