Worse Verse

It seems to me
eternity
will never be
ahead.
Instead
if it's to last
it has to be
the past.

A Sail on the Ferry

Someone said that while crossing Cook Strait in stormy weather and surrounded by tourists, the idea came to her that everyone vomits in the same language.

Is it in some retched Esperanto, a thesaurus of Pelorus Sound
with chunder under thunder [or drowned]?
No matter! The view will comfort as you spew the yogurt
and spatter or barf that carafe into the drink.
Tough if haematemesis is your nemesis,
best undo the orange vest
and go below
if you think
you'll throw
up.

Being

What was it like to be you
being young
having me.

How is it where you are now
Where is now
When then you were thinking
How will it be, being her.

Punditty

Stoop to the step
Stop
Perch on the porch
Flick the torch
Or match
If it died.
Inside
Latch the latch
attach the catch
Lounge on the lounge in the lounge
And pray
That the prey that that kit cat caught
Has bought it.

Light

Getting slack with posting, and with drawing;
also, other kinds of Life keep happening.

Scraps

Crayon Lady with Cat's Tail

Doubtful

Unlikely Pose

Sketch

Remembering the Measles

Remote beach, two families, six children.
Staying in shearers' quarters.
All down with measles.
Our own ward at a small local hospital.