No amount of punches will keep me down
I will never crack, rot, decay or rust
I will crush my enemies into dust
I stand on my feet. I don’t kiss the ground
My legs won’t fail, they will take me there
My arms keep on – They won’t go down this time
My brain knows and awaits the victory sign
You call it impossible. I don’t care
You may hit, punch, kick and try to shake me
But as long as my heart’s inside thumping
The engine that is me will keep on pumping
And nothing you say or do will break me
There’s no foe to big, no challenge to great
I’ll keep moving. I don’t need an update
??/?? 2003
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Saturday, October 11, 2003
You would know every word!
Sitting in a car in the hot summer
My sister sings along to the radio
She knows every word and where it should go
So, can someone save me from this torture?
It’s the same song that’s been playing for weeks
One of emotional intensity
She knows every word – unsurprisingly
But it makes us look like a pair of freaks
Does she think I care that she knows every line?
Does she know that this is embarrassing?
Does she think that I want to hear her sing?
Do I have to spell it out? Hang a sign?
And you know what really makes me sick?
She’s not a teenager, she’s twenty six!
10-11/10/2003
My sister sings along to the radio
She knows every word and where it should go
So, can someone save me from this torture?
It’s the same song that’s been playing for weeks
One of emotional intensity
She knows every word – unsurprisingly
But it makes us look like a pair of freaks
Does she think I care that she knows every line?
Does she know that this is embarrassing?
Does she think that I want to hear her sing?
Do I have to spell it out? Hang a sign?
And you know what really makes me sick?
She’s not a teenager, she’s twenty six!
10-11/10/2003
Friday, October 10, 2003
Journeys of Transition
My brother is but a plane trip away
My sister’s now got a place of her own
I can talk to them when they’re on the phone
But no longer do I see them each day
Years ago it was all a different way
We would argue, take sides, bicker and fight
We would refuse to share and forget birthdays
And we’d deny the bond that held us tight
But now, with my siblings gone, it’s different
Conversations last longer than before
We’ve even stopped hating our parents
And we support each other more and more
Absence doesn’t just make the heart grow fonder
It makes the bond of family stronger
??/?? 2003
My sister’s now got a place of her own
I can talk to them when they’re on the phone
But no longer do I see them each day
Years ago it was all a different way
We would argue, take sides, bicker and fight
We would refuse to share and forget birthdays
And we’d deny the bond that held us tight
But now, with my siblings gone, it’s different
Conversations last longer than before
We’ve even stopped hating our parents
And we support each other more and more
Absence doesn’t just make the heart grow fonder
It makes the bond of family stronger
??/?? 2003
Thursday, October 9, 2003
Accident in the kitchen
I live with three humans who are quite kind
And my daft, but lovable, half brother
Sure we fight but we look after each other
But there’s a prize that we both wish to find
Then one day, the opportunity came
The door to the inside was left open
So we both headed into the kitchen
Where our sought after prize waited the claim
We advanced to the place called the pantry
A place we had come to know very well
We grabbed a bag we picked out from the smell
And we tore it open to reap victory
Then I found dog food strewn across the floor
And my dogs eating it up by the score
??/?? 2003
And my daft, but lovable, half brother
Sure we fight but we look after each other
But there’s a prize that we both wish to find
Then one day, the opportunity came
The door to the inside was left open
So we both headed into the kitchen
Where our sought after prize waited the claim
We advanced to the place called the pantry
A place we had come to know very well
We grabbed a bag we picked out from the smell
And we tore it open to reap victory
Then I found dog food strewn across the floor
And my dogs eating it up by the score
??/?? 2003
Wednesday, October 8, 2003
A will to succeed
The night matures as the hours tick by
The tenacious manual’s looking hazy
If I don’t get some rest I’d probably die
But I will not let anything stop me
When I’m around I create disasters
It used to be like that but not any more
Once blamed, my confidence’s left in tatters
But that won’t happen again that’s for sure
All night long, I’ve worked on this masterpiece
Because I was convinced it could be done
With determination that’ll never cease
I reach for a goal that’s begging to be won
I’m not stopping now – I will pass the test
And then – I’ll relish my well deserved rest
??/?? 2003
The tenacious manual’s looking hazy
If I don’t get some rest I’d probably die
But I will not let anything stop me
When I’m around I create disasters
It used to be like that but not any more
Once blamed, my confidence’s left in tatters
But that won’t happen again that’s for sure
All night long, I’ve worked on this masterpiece
Because I was convinced it could be done
With determination that’ll never cease
I reach for a goal that’s begging to be won
I’m not stopping now – I will pass the test
And then – I’ll relish my well deserved rest
??/?? 2003
Sunday, September 28, 2003
The Sun
The sun’s been burning for eternity
It has seen many cultures rise and fall
Revered for centuries as a gift for all
Providing light and warmth for you and me
If it’s not for the sun, we won’t be here
It is the promise of a brand new day
And, in this world, reason enough to stay
And absolutely nothing left to fear
So when times are tough and I’m feeling down
I’ll look up and the see the sun shining still
And I’ll be infused with a stronger will
And the strength to face the day with no frown
Each day I wake and see the sun still there
And that is hope enough beyond compare
27-8/9/2003
It has seen many cultures rise and fall
Revered for centuries as a gift for all
Providing light and warmth for you and me
If it’s not for the sun, we won’t be here
It is the promise of a brand new day
And, in this world, reason enough to stay
And absolutely nothing left to fear
So when times are tough and I’m feeling down
I’ll look up and the see the sun shining still
And I’ll be infused with a stronger will
And the strength to face the day with no frown
Each day I wake and see the sun still there
And that is hope enough beyond compare
27-8/9/2003
Saturday, September 27, 2003
Australian life in the Summer time
The smell of meat cooking on the Barbie
The shouts of joy as the beer gets passed round
The sound of a cricket match on TV
The crunching of feet upon a dry ground
The taste of leftover Christmas chocolate
The thrill of kayaking through ocean spray
The pleasure of getting out of bed late
The sunset at the end of each day
The haze emerging from asphalt burning
The house being empty - save for cool rooms
The discarding of school books and learning
The gorgeous mornings, blazing afternoons
Yeah, it’s a beautiful day – don’t you know?
I couldn’t agree with you more Bono
??/?? 2003
The shouts of joy as the beer gets passed round
The sound of a cricket match on TV
The crunching of feet upon a dry ground
The taste of leftover Christmas chocolate
The thrill of kayaking through ocean spray
The pleasure of getting out of bed late
The sunset at the end of each day
The haze emerging from asphalt burning
The house being empty - save for cool rooms
The discarding of school books and learning
The gorgeous mornings, blazing afternoons
Yeah, it’s a beautiful day – don’t you know?
I couldn’t agree with you more Bono
??/?? 2003
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