RAINBOW BEACH CAMPING 08

We Will Meet Again

MARY HAD STRUGGLED ALL HER LIFE TO MAINTAIN COMPOSURE IN THE FACE OF

HER LONELY LIFE WITHOUT HER HUSBAND WHOM SHE HAD LOST DURING THE SECOND WORLD WAR, SHOT FROM THE SKY OVER GERMANY GUNNING IN A B-52.
THAT DAY WAS THE WORST AND SHE ONLY BELIEVED BETTER DAYS WERE TO COME. MARY NEVER CONCERNED HERSELF WITH IDEAS OF FINDING ANOTHER LOVE AND SO SHE FILLED HER DAYS WITH THE ACTIVITIES AND THINGS SHE HELD MOST DEAR. PAINTING WAS ONE OF THEM, AS WAS FLOWER ARRANGING. HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY WERE ALWAYS CLOSE BY TO LEND HER A HAND IF NEEDED AND REGULARLY VISITED TO KEEP HER COMPANY.
MARY WAS ALWAYS READY TO HELP THE COMMUNITY WHATEVER WAY SHE COULD AND WOULD SOMETIMES COOK FOR HOURS TO PROVIDE TREATS AND GOODIES FOR A LOCAL FETE OR FUNDRAISER.
AS SHE GOT OLDER, SHE WAS INCREASINGLY FINDING IT HARDER TO PARTICIPATE IN THESE ACTIVIETIES, AND SADLY HER FAMILY WERE SLOWLY PASSING AWAY. ALWAYS ONE TO DO HER OWN REPAIRS AROUND THE HOUSE, SHE PROUDLY SHOWED HER RESTORATIONS TO ALL WHO CARED.
ON ENTERING HER UNIT TO CHECK ON HER AUNT, LAUREN, MARY'S NIECE, WAS SHOCKED TO FIND HER AUNT HAD FALLEN BESIDE HER FAVOURITE SOFA, HER HEAD WAS SLUMPED OVER THE SEAT CUSHIONS. LAUREN WAS FRANTIC AND AS TEARS FILLED HER EYES, SHE WALKED CLOSER AND FOUND HER AUNT HAD PASSED AWAY.
SHE LIFTED HER FRAIL BODY BACK TO THE FLOOR AND A WAVE OF CALM CAME OVER HER AS SHE SAW HER AUNTS FACE.
HERS WAS A FACE OF PEACEFUL REPOSE, AT THE CORNER OF THE SOFA WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND INTRICATE FLORAL DESIGN OF ROSES INTERTWINED WITH LEAVES AND A VERSE THAT READ,
'MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER DIE, WE WILL MEET AGAIN'.

(C) Robyn Whittaker. 2007

LOSS

LOST IN A SEA OF COFFINS AND HEADSTONES HIS LOSS WAS ONE THAT NO MEASURE COULD CAPTURE.
WHY DESIRE THE THINGS OF THOSE NO LONGER LIVING WHEN LIFE SEEMED TO OFFER SO MUCH HOPE AND FREEDOM.
BRING FORTH THE DAY OF REKONING AND LET ME JOIN MY FAMILIARS AND FOES IN THE LAND OF NEXT AND REST.
WHAT IS IT THAT BRINGS A MAN TO HIS KNEES IN A STANDING POSITION, DESIRING WHAT HE HAS LOST UNABLE TO END HIS LIVING.
COLD, BLACK, HAIRLESS VISITS TO HIS NEXT ADDRESS BESIDE THE WIFE AND CHILDREN, THE LOSS THAT SOURED THE PLUM OF HIS EXISTENCE THAT IS NO LONGER ABOUT LIVING.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker

MORTY

MONKEY MINGUELLA IS THE BOY OF MY DREAMS,
SENT FROM ABOVE THROUGH HEAVENLY BEAMS.
GOD ONLY KNOWS, JUST WHERE I WOULD BE,
IF FOR SOME REASON YOU DID NOT FIND ME.
MY FAMILIAR IN REASON, MY SIMILAR AND GUIDE.
LOST IN ALL ABANDON, IF EVER YOU DIED.
MY LITTLE BOY MORTY, YOU ARE JUST SO SWEET.

TO SEE YOU EACH MORNING, IS ALWAYS A TREAT.
LIKE COMPANION TO COVEN,
YOU BLESS ALL THE SPELLS.
PROTECTING YOUR SIMILAR AND ENSURING ALL'S WELL.
SO STAY WITH ME MORE TIMER,
NOT LEAVING MY CREW.
AND I WILL LOVE FOREVER AND FOREVER LOVE YOU.

(C) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

WANTS AND NEEDS

KARMA IS WHEN YOU ARE GETTING
WHAT YOU DESERVE,
NOT WHAT YOU WANT.
LUCK IS EVERYTHING ELSE.

(C) Robyn Whittaker. 2007

Gratitude

TAKING THE EFFORT TO HELP PEOPLE IS ALWAYS FOR THE LOVE OF LIFE AND SEEING PEOPLE GAIN INSIGHT.
BECAUSE IT CERTAINLY IS NOT FOR THE GLORY OR THE PRAISE YOU THINK THEY MIGHT GIVE, EXPECIALLY FROM A FEW CALCULATING BEINGS YOU LIFT. IN ORDER FOR SOME OF THEM TO GET A HAND OR A LEG UP, THEY THINK IT WISE TO TAKE THE LIBERTY TO WALK OVER YOU.

PICK YOUR SELF UP AND WATCH THEM SHINE, IF WHAT THEY GAINED IS NOT WELL EARNED OR PURE OF HEART AND WITHOUT GRATITUDE THEN YOU WILL SOON SEE THIER FIRE LOOSE IT'S GLOW, AND YOUR OCCOLAIDES SOON BEGIN.
NOT TO MENTION THE RISIDUAL KARMA YOU GET TO WATCH THEM LIVE.

(c) Robyn Whittaker .

USE PROTECTION !

IN THE NAME OF THE UNIVERSE MAY YOU SEND DOWN TO ME A TUNNEL OF YOUR PURE DEVINE WHITE LIGHT. WITH THE POWER OF THE UNIVERSE MAY THIS WHITE LIGHT EXPAND TO ALL MY BODY AND REMOVE ALL NEGATIVE ENERGIES AND VIBRATIONS AND MAY THEY BE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE TO BE DISPERSED AT YOUR WILL.
IN THE POWER OF THE UNIVERSE, MAY THIS WHITE LIGHT FORM A THICK HARD SHELL OF WHITE LIGHT WALL OF PROTECTION. THIS WHITE LIGHT WALL OF PROTECTION IS IMPERMIABLE AND INPENITRABLE BY ALL NEGATIVE ENERGIES, VIBRATIONS, PEOPLE AND BEINGS IN THE NAME OF THE UNIVERSE.
THIS WHITE LIGHT WALL OF PROTECTION IS REGENERATED AND REGUVINATED CONSTANTLY DURING THE DAY AND NIGHT.
WITH THE POWER OF THE UNIVERSE I AM NOW DIVINELY PROTECTED BY YOUR WHITE LIGHT WALL OF PROTECTION.
THANKYOU HIGHEST POWER, THANKYOU UNIVERSE.

(C) ROBYN WHITTAKER, (Take Two minutes and say daily for greatest relief)

BROKEN KNEES

IN A PLACE OF VINE AND ROSES,
THE THORNS JUST OUT OF REACH.
PROTECTS US ALL FROM BLEEDING,
THE CUTS ARE WHAT THEY TEACH.
UNDULATING MOUNTAINS FOR CLIMBING,
HIGHER THEY MAKE THIER OWN WAY.
TO PLACES OUR CHILDREN ALL DREAM OF,
THE SPIRITS OF YOUTH ARE AT PLAY.
UP AND BEYOND THE ECHO IS DREAMED,
BRINGS US TO THE FORSAKEN AND BENT ON BROKEN KNEES.
I WILL NOT CHOOSE TO WIPE MY MIND,
OF ALL THAT YOU'VE BEGUN.
FOR AS A THEME IT'S BEAUTY RINGS,
FOR MY EARS NO SWEETER SONG IS SUNG.
I LOVE YOU NOW AND ALWAYS WILL,
ALLTHOUGH YOU CHOOSE TO LEAVE .
THE SILENCE DEAFENS MY ACHING HEART,
AND IT'S BEATING LOOSES IT'S BEAT.
ALL THOUGHTS WILL BE FOND WHEN THINKING OF YOU.
EVEN WHEN YOUR TESTING THE METAL.
BE SURE IN THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SOMEONE GAVE LOVE,
AND THE LOVE FOR YOU WAS TRUE.

Copyright (C) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

HUMAN GARBAGE

BEAUTY PERCIEVED AS HUMAN GARBAGE,
WHEN TRUTH'S TO YOU REVEALED.
REPLACED IN EYES WITH UGLY VISIONS AND FALSETY SEEN AS DISGUISE.
REMEMBER IT'S YOUR REFLECTION TOO,
SCRATCHED BIGOTRY NO MORE CONCEALED.
ESCAPED LAME PREY OWNS FINAL DAYS TRIUMPH,
IN DESPERATE HUNT FOR LOVE.
INTEREST INVESTED IN PRETTY ARM PIECE,
AND HER CURVY LUMPS AND BUMPS.
ALWAYS TARGET THE EASY BULLS EYE,
AIMING GUNS ON PRETTY BEST SHOT.
WISHING REPLACMENT ON PARTS RECLAIMED,
AND MANNERS YOUR PERSON FORGOT.
FOR YOU ARE THE ONE THAT IS MISSING MY DEAR,
WHEN YOUR BARRELS BENT BACK AT YOU.
AND LIFE WITH A LOVE AND THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE,
WILL DISCOVER THAT YOU'RE SEE THROUGH.
(C) Robyn Whittaker . 2007.

SCREAMING TABOO

WHY MY HEART SO BROKEN IN TWO,
DEALING WITH LIFE THAT DOES NOT BRING YOU.
WHEN TO MOVE ON,
TO PLACE PROMISING BETTER DREAMS.
LOOKING BACK WHILE WALKING FORWARD,
NOT AS CRAZY AS IT SEEMS.
TIME MACHINE SPIN COG AND WHEEL,
WHY DO YOU LEAVE ME HERE.
WHAT DO I DO IN PAST LIFE CONCEALED,
TO NOW BE THE WINNER OF LOSE.
LYING STILL AWAKE,
DREAMING OF BLACK EYES THAT SEE.
CARESS THE BROW OF BEATEN DOWN SOUL,
RIPE FRUIT LEFT ROTTING ON TREE.
CAFFIENE FIXED MORNING TO START,
TREADMILL YOUR TRAIL INTO PATH.
SCREAMING TABOO AND WISHING HEARTS OPEN,
TWO BEATS IN ONE CHEST ALONE.
COLD FLAMES EXTINGUISHED AND WATERS RUSH IN,
TO PLACES ONCE DESERTS BEHOLD.
GROWING LIFE GIVEN, LIFE TAKES HER AWAY,
TO TIME'S ONCE FORGOTTEN AND TIMES ONCE WERE OLD.
SCREAMING TABOO AT THE DAY.
(c) Copyright. Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

PROSE THE LORD

Like laying in barrel of candied apples,
Then realizing you do not have teeth.
And dancing the back yard with only broom handle,
while pretending it's really a shiek.
Fiddle de dee and fiddle de da,
Prosing the lord with your word.
Roman young candles and hurling used paper,
Poet tree few could afford.
Baying at blood spoken use pen as the sword,
Slicing your victims in two.
Dragons breath vapours spitting ill wind,
The masses look to platform of you.
Spew forth your wishes wearing peaked hat,
Three monkey's feel sensless all facets are cracked.
Whenever your choosing between love and a lie,
Down on the water the river's run dry.
And Mary finds Joseph while skipping to work,
Immaculate conception is all that it's worth.
Down with garden furniture,
And down with garden beans.
Fire burns grassy perameter,
And eagle takes the prey as it screams.
(c) Copyright. Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

DREAMLAND

I WOKE UP AND REMEMBERED A VERY VIVID DREAM LAST NIGHT , I WAS AT THIS FANTASTIC SECOND HAND SHOP, SORT OF INDOORS AND OUTDOORS, IT WAS A REAL TREASURE LAIDENED PLACE.
CRAIG VANCE A FRIEND THAT I HAVE NOT SEEN FOR A LONG TIME WAS RUNNING IT. A LOAD OF FABULOUS STUFF CAME IN AND I WAS FRANTICALLY ASKING CRAIG TO HELP ME GRAB THIS AND THAT, ESPECIALLY THE WONDERFULL HATS.
ALL OF A SUDDEN PEOPLE WERE EVERYWHERE AND I WAS WISHING I WAS THERE ALONE AS I WAS IN THE BEGINNING WITH LESS COMPETITION. I FUSSED FRANTICALLY THROUGH ALL THESE HATS I FOUND, FABULOUS ONES ALL COVERED IN FEATHERS AND BOWS AND WANTED TO HAVE CRAIG PUT THEM ASIDE FOR ME UNTIL I WAS READY BUT THIS NEVER HAPPENED. I WAS THERE ON A WORK DAY AND WAS AWARE THAT IT WAS GETTING CLOSE TO BEING LATE TO OPEN THE SHOP AT 9AM, BUT IN THE DREAM IT WAS ALREADY 10AM. ( MAYBE IT WAS A SUNDAY, WE OPEN ON THAT DAY AT 10.)
ANYWAY I WALKED UP TO THE STAIRS LEADING TO THE NEXT LEVEL OF THE SHOP AND CRAIG WAS SHOWING ME THESE RETRO TURNTABLES AND STEREO RECORD PLAYERS THAT WERE FURNISHING WORKS OF ART. AS I LOOKED AROUND MY EYE CAUGHT A BIG BEAUTIFULL BLACK PICTURE HAT WITH A GORGEOUSLY BIG RIM. I PICKED IT UP AND LOVED THE WAY IT LOOKED BUT IT DID NOT COME WITH ME.
AFTER CRAIG HAD FINNISHED SHOWING ME THE RECORD PLAYERS ( HE WAS ESPECIALLY EXCITED ABOUT ONE THAT HAD THIS REMOTE THAT HE PROFESSED DID EVERYTHING, HE WAS POSITIVELY THRILLED WITH IT) I THEN MOVED OUT TO THE BACK YARD AND ASKED FOR THE TIME, IT WAS NEARLY 11 AM AND WITH THAT KNOWLEDGE I STARTED TO PANIC. ALL OF A SUDDEN I REALISED MY SHOES WERE MISSING OFF MY FEET, LOST IN THE KAOS OF THE THRIFT SHOP .
WHILE STANDING IN THE BACK YARD OF THIS THRIFT SHOP SUDDENLY A PLANE FLEW OVER COMPLETELY ON FIRE AND CRASHED IN THE NEXT YARD AND WAS SOMEHOW SLIDING BACK TOWARDS ME, IT WAS TERRIFYING. I DECIDED TO TURN AND RUN. WHEN I TURNED AROUND AND BEGAN MY ESCAPE I SAW THAT I WAS RUNNING INTO THE PATH OF A VERY ANGRY YOUNG BULL WHO SAW ME RUNNING AND STARTED TO CHARGE AT ME. HIS FIRST ATTEMPT MISSED AND AS THE YOUNG BULL WENT FOR A SECOND GO I WOKE UP.
(c) Robyn Whittaker 2007.

Dearest Gertrude

TO MY DEAREST GETRUDE AGNES, HOW'S THE BIG SMOKE KEEPING YOU? SORRY I HAVE TAKEN SO LONG TO WRITE BUT I HAVE ONLY JUST RECOVERED THE USE OF MY WRITING HAND. IT'S A TERRIBLY LONG STORY AND IT GOES SOMETHING LIKE THIS:..........
LAST MONTH OR WAS IT THE MONTH BEFORE , I'M NOT SURE NOW AS ONE WEEK HAS BLENDED SMOOTHLY INTO THE NEXT OWING TO THE SOMEWHAT HALLOUCINAGENIC TABLETS I ACCIDENTALLY SWALLOWED. I MISS GUIDED MYSELF WITH THE WRONG MEDICATION ,FOOLISHLY LEAVING MY GLASSES ON THE FLOOR AFTER COMPLETING ONE OF MY MORE TIME COSUMING YET THUROUGHLY STIMULATING CROSSWORD PUZZLES IN THE TOWNSVILLE DAILY BULLEITN. YOU KNOW THE ONES THAT ALMOST REFURBISH THE OUTER REGIONS OF THE BRAIN WITH WORDS YOU WOULD USUALLY HAVE NO HOPE OF EVER LEARNING, MIXING WITH THE LIKES OF THOSE LESS EDUCATED SISTERS DOWN AT THE COUNTRY WOMENS ACCOCIATION, OR THE GARBUT BOWLS CLUB FOR THAT MATTER.
ANYHOO THE POINT IS, I SLIPPED ON MY BY FOCULS AS I STOOD UP TO CHECK ON MY STICKY DATE PUDDING. I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW THAT TURNED OUT FOR AS YOU KNOW I'M ALMOST BLIND WITHOUT MY GOGGLES.
IT'S RAINING A TREAT AS I WRITE THIS TO YOU AND I AM A LITTLE APPREHINSIVE ABOUT STARCHING MY KNICKERS AS THEY MAY NOT TAKE. (BUT BACK TO THE STORY). WHAT HAPPENED NEXT CAN ONLY BE DESCRIBED AS THE FINGER THAT TOPPLED THE ORIGINAL DOMINO INTO A PIT OF EVENTS THAT SLID ONE INTO THE OTHER. AS I SLIPPED I FELL STRAIGHT BACK ONTO THE BYFOCULS AND YOU'VE GOT ONE GUESS WHERE THEY ENDED UP, TERRIBLE PAIN THAT CAUSES ONE TO FEEL IN THAT AREA OF A WOMENS ANATOMY....I'M HERE TO TELL YOU.
LUCKILY FOR ME, DAPHNE WAS WAS OVER VISITING AND SHE RUSHED ME STAIGHT TO THE HOSPITAL WHERE I WAS HEAVILY SEDATED OWING TO MY HYTERICAL STATE, AND THE OFFENDING OBJECT WAS THUS REMOVED. NO SOONER HAD I AWOKEN TO FIND MYSELF LYING ON MY BACK WITH A RATHER SEEDY LOOKING DOCTOR WITH UNSCRUPULOUS EYES TELLING ME THAT THE PROCEEDURE WAS SUCCESSFULL. I WAS GIVEN SOOTHING GEL AND MEDICATION TO AID IN THE SOFTENING OF MY STOOLS AND ALLROUND SEDATION.
NEXT THING I KNOW DAPHNE WAS WHEELING ME OUT TO THE CAR IN THAT WHEEL CHAIR THAT THEY INSIST EVERYONE USE TO EXIT THIER LESS THAN HOSPITABLE HOSPITAL. ALTHOUGH I'M VERY FORTUNATE THEY PROVIDE SUCH CONTRAPTIONS ON LEAVING OR I WOULD HAVE BEEN A PERFECT CANDIDATE FOR THE MINISTRY OF SILLY WALKS..IF YOU GET MY DRIFT.
WELL I ARRIVED HOME IN A VERY GROGGY STATE MADE WORSE OWING TO MY LACK OF SIGHT. DAPHNE SAID SHE WOULD TAKE WHAT WAS LEFT OF MY GLASSES AND SEE IF SHE COULD FIND AN OPTOMERTRIST THAT COULD SALVAGE THE BITS THAT COULD BE SAVED AND REPLACE THE PARTS OF MY GLASSES THAT COULDN'T. ANYWAY SHE LEFT AS SOON AS SHE HAD TUCKED ME IN TO MY DOUBLE SEALY POSTRAPEDIC AND LEFT ME PROMISING TO BE BACK AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
WELL AS THE STORY GOES SHE GOT LOST IN TRAFFIC AND ONE HOUR LED INTO THE NEXT CAUSING ME TO FEEL A LITTLE ANXIOUS AND MAYBE A TOUCH PARANOID AS TO THE STATE OF OUR FRIENDSHIP. THE AFTERNOON WORE ON AND TO MY DISMAY I STARTED FEELING NAUTIOUS AND THE PAIN THE DRUGS WERE PROTECTING ME FROM, STARTED TO WARE OFF. I STRUGGLED TO MY FEET AND PROCEEDED TO THE BATHROOM CABINET WHERE I PRESUMED DAPHNE HAD PLACED THE PILLS.. BUT ALAS IN MY BLIND HAIZY STUPER ,WHAT I THOUGHT WAS THE BOTTLE CONTAINING MY MUCH SOUGHT AFTER MEDICATION, ACTUALLY WAS A BOTTLE CONTAINING NONE OTHER THAN THE HALLUCINERGENIC DRUGS MY HUSBAND GEORGE WAS FORCED TO TAKE DURING THE WORLD GONE RED MAD 50'S AND 60'S. THESE DRUGS WERE PRESCRIBED ON THE SLY, BY SOME SICO SYCO WACKO NUTCASE WORKING FOR THE GOVERNMENT IN THE GUISE OF A FRIENDLY LOCAL DOCTOR COME PSYCYOTRIST.
THE FBI WERE CONDUCTING TRIAL STUDIES ON UNSUSPECTING VULNERABLES TO GAIN KNOWLEDGE ABOUT MIND ALTERING BRAINWASHING TACTICS TO BE USED ON THE RED ARMY.
I'VE STUPIDLY KEPT THE BOTTLE AS A REMINDER OF THE EVIL FORCES WE CALL MP'S. I'M SURE THEY'RE ALL ALIENS ANYHOW, AND AFTER ACCIDENTALLY MEDICATING MYSELF WITH THE PILLS I'M NOW BLOODY SURE OF IT. THE ROOM STARTED TO SPIN AND THE CURTAINS SANG SOME SONG OF THIER HATRED AT BEING CONSTANTLY STARCHED,.. THE CARPET GREW LIKE GRASS AND UNFORTUNATELY FOR MY LUNGS I SMOKED IT (THE WHOLE LOT).. COLOURS TOOK ON EVIL BRIGHT HUES AND I CARRIED OUT WHAT SEEMED TO ME AT THE TIME TO BE A VERY STRANGELY REWARDING CONVERSATION WITH MYSELF.
THE PAIN OF MY NETHER REGIONS SEEMED TO SLIP MY MIND AS DID EVERYTHING ELSE AND I WAS THRUST INTO THE CLUTCHES OF THES MOST INSIDEOUS EVIL DISPOSITION. I HAD NO CONTROLL OF MY SELF OR MY BOWELS FOR THAT MATTER, GOD ONLY KNOW'S THE BUZZ THAT MUST SURELY BE GOING AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD ABOUT THAT FATEFULL DAY. I'M SURE TO HEAR IT BACK ANYDAY NOW, NO DOUBT IT WILL HAVE BEEN SPREAD BY THAT WASP TONGUED DORIS COLLINS NEXT DOOR.
BEFORE I KNEW IT I WAS PARTYING TO A MAX BYGRAVES RECORDED LONG PLAY ON THE DINING ROOM TABLE COMPLETELY NUDE. WELL TO CUT A LONG STORY SHORT, I FELL OFF THE TABLE AND BROKE MY WRIST, OWING TO THE REASON WHY MY LETTER IS SO LATE. I HAVE ALMOST FULLY RECOVERED AND HAVE TAKEN TO STIFF BRANDY NIGHTCAPS TO GET ME OFF TO SLEEP TO WARD OFF FLASHBACKS, AS ADVISED BY VERA MY PSYCIC NATURAPATH.
LASTLY I HAVE VOWED NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER TO TOUCH A STICKY DATE EVER AGAIN!!!
(c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007. ( Millie is an old lady character i created for stage, radio and stand up.)

CURRY FAVOUR

IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO CURRY FAVOUR WITH ME,
THEN SING TO THE RYTHUM, AND SWAY TO THE RYTHUM, BOOM BOOM.
AND IF YOU WANT TO SWEETEN THE MEAL, JUST SAY WHAT YOU FEEL,
AND SMILE AT THE RYTHUM BOOM BOOM.
WICKED LITTLE SISTERS REMIND US OF THE MISTERS,
AND THIER MOTHERS DO THIER WASHING AND SWAY.
SPINE TINGLING REVELATIONS OF FILTHY OCCUPATIONS, AND THE BANANAS EAT THE MONKEYS ALL DAY.
FINGER LICKIN CHICKIN, FATTEN UP YOUR CHILDREN,
FUTURE'S RUINED WITH ALL YOUR LAZY WAYS.
PLUCKY LITTLE SUCKERS , SCHOOL'S LUNCH IS FATTY TUCKERS,
AND WE WONDER WHY THE YOUNG ONE'S ALL PAY.
LIFT THOSE LAZY BUM BONES, DON'T GO GIVE THEM WHAT THEY WANT.
TREAT THEM AS A TREAT SHOULD ALWAYS BE,
ONLY GIVE THEM WHAT THEY REALLY NEED.
MONKEYS DO WHAT MONKEYS SEE AND ALL WILL BE CONCEALED.
AND IF YOU DO YOUR JOB SO WELL,YOUR LOVING BRAIN'S REVEALED.
JUST SING TO THE RYTHUM, AND SWAY TO THE RYTHUM BOOM BOOM.
Copyright. (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

PINK CHICKEN VOYEUR CLUB

DON CURLY WIG AND SHARPEN FILTHY EYE,
PINK CHICKEN WITHOUT WING IS READY TO FLY.
SO SING CHANTING CATCH CRY,
THAT THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYE.
SLINKING BEHIND DARK PLACES,
BINOCULAR LETS YOU SEE.
THAT BEAUTIFUL ROOSTERS ARE WASHING,
THEIR WASHING FOR YOU AND ME.
A LIGHT IN THE DISTANCE IS BECKONING,
CALLING FOR EYES TO SEE.
AND PROWLING IN DARKNESS SHADOWS,
THE CHICKENS CLUCKING WITH GLEE.
GIGGLING THEY SCRURRY TO WINDOW,
DREAMING OF NESTS IN THE HAY.
WHAT WILL TARGET FEED EYEBALLS,
ON SPRINGS THEY ARE BOUNCING WITH PLAY.
SO REMEMBER ALL THE NIGHT CRIMES,
SPREADING THOSE LITTLE WHITE LINES,
THAT THE NIGH HOOT,
HAS ONE THOUSAND SPIES.
(c) Copyright. Robyn Whittaker.

DREAMING

A RATHER STRANGE DREAM INDEED. WE HAD JUST MOVED OUT OF A HOUSE INTO ANOTHER AND I HAD HEARD THAT MY FILIPINA FRIENDS HAD MOVED IN TO THE OLD HOUSE. I WENT AROUND THERE TO SEE THEM BUT COULD NOT FIND THEM.
AS IT HAPPENS IN DREAMS I ALL OF A SUDDEN REALIZED THAT I WAS PREGNANT AND REMEMBER FEELING VERY EXCITED YET SCARED BECAUSE I WAS ALONE. I RANG A VERY GOOD FRIEND OF MINE ORLA TO LET HER KNOW AND TO ALSO ASK FOR ADVICE AS SHE HERSELF IS PREGNANT. I WAS HAVING A WONDERFULL CHAT WITH HER AND THEN BEFORE I KNEW IT I WAS GOING INTO LABOUR AND MY STOMACH WAS EXPANDING IN SOME REALLY WIERD ELASTIC WAYS. NO DOUBT ONE OF THE SHORTEST LABOURS IN HISTORY FOLLOWED AND THERE BEFORE ME WAS A NEW BORN BABY GIRL AND LIKE THERE WAS NOTHING ODD ABOUT IT ORLA ASKED ME IF I HAD THOUGHT OF A NAME, TO WHICH I REPLIED , WELL NOT REALLY.
I WAS LAYING IN BED READING EITHER A PAPER OR BOOK BEFORE THIS ALL HAPPENED AND WAS STILL HOLDING THE ARTICLE AND SAID TO ORLA THAT BELLE WOULD BE LOVELY AS IT WAS A SHORT VERSION OF SOMEONE I HAD BEEN READING ABOUT CALLED ANNABELLE. AS I WENT TO HOLD HER THE SCENE CHANGED AND MY BABY TURNED INTO A VERY AND I MEAN VERY SMALL BIRD AND YET IT DID NOT SEEM STRANGE TO ME. LIKE ANY PROUD MOTHER I WENT TO THE GROUP OF OLDER LADIES THAT I MUST HAVE KNOWN THAT WERE HUDDLED AROUND TALKING AND EXCLAIMED HOW WONDERFULL IT WAS TO BE A MOTHER. I RECIEVED A MIXED REACTION TO THIS NEWS AND ON PRODUCING MY VERY TINY BABY BIRD IN A JAR NO LESS THE REACTION BECAME EVEN MORE MIXED.
NONE OF THIS SEEMED TO FAZE ME SO I PROUDLY WALKED OFF WITH MY JAR OF BABY BIRD. THE NEXT PERSON I CAME ACROSS WAS MY FATHER AND WITH MUCH EXCITEMENT I SHOWED HIM MY NEW BABY BIRD. I HAD PRIOR TO THIS TAKEN THE BABY BIRD OUT OF THE JAR BUT WAS VERY AWARE OF IT'S FRAILTY AND THE CHANCE OF LOSING IT , SO KEPT IT IN THE JAR. DAD SEEMED HAPPY FOR ME BUT WAS INTENT ON REMOVING THE WINGED CHILD FROM THE JAR. WE WERE STANDING UNDER A HOUSE AND TO MY HORROR DAD BUNDDLED THE BIRDIE INTO HIS HANDS AND LAUNCHED MY BABY INTO THE AIR. IT FLEW TO THE OTHER END OF THIS UNDER HOUSE AREA AND IT SEEMED TO DISSAPEAR. I WAS SO SCARED AND NERVEOUS YET UNDERSTANDING OF DADS DESIRE TO TEACH IT TO FLY ON IT'S OWN. I RACED TO WHERE IT SEEMED TO DISSAPEAR AND TO MY DISMAY I COULD NOT FIND IT. MY WINGED CHILD HAD GONE AND AS I SEARCHED THE SPIDERS NESTS IN THE TOP RIGHT HAND CORNER OF THAT PLACE FOR MY CHILD, DAD AND THE DREAM DISOLVED AWAY.
Robyn Whittaker. 10/8/07.

UNCERTAIN FORTUNE

MY EYES GROW WEARY AT THE SOUNDS OF BREAKING DAY,
ALOFT IN CLOUDS THAT BRING NO RAIN.
AN EAGLE EYE'S IT'S PREY, AND THE WORLD WAKES TO AN UNCERTAIN FORTUNE.
CAR'S RUSHING BY, FAST THEY APPROACH THIER END.
BURNT RUBBER AND FALSE EARTH COLLIDING ON MAN MADE CORRIDORS THAT LINK.
TIME THAT BENDS AND TWISTS, TRANSPORTS US TO DAYS CLOSE.
HOURS THAT SEEMED ONCE LIKE MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB GATHER NEATLY OUT OF REACH, LIKE PETALS FALLING FROM ROSE.
TALL POPPIES, FLOWERS AND WEEDS ALIKE, RECLINE IN GENTLE REST,
AND NIGHT ONCE MORE TAKES HOLD.
EXPLOSIONS OF LIGHT FROM FAIR GROUND ERUPT IN CHEERS OF EXPECTATION.
THE GROUNDS OF SHOW BRING JOY TO CHILD AND THOSE ON DESPERATE EXCAPE.
FERRIS WHEEL BECKONS, FALL ONLY TO SLEEP VISITING THE PLANET OF LA.
AND ONCE MORE YOU AWAKEN TO A WORLD THAT IS NEW,
SUCCESS IS THE PROMISE YOU KEEP.
(c) Copyright. Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

SAFE HABOUR

LIKE STARS COLLIDING ON PASSIONS COURSE,
EYES MEET ACROSS A ROOM AND ALL IS WELL WITH THE WORLD.
TALL AS AN OAK WITH SOUL GENTLE AND SINCERE, SOMEWHERE TO MELT.
I ONLY HOPE IT IS YOU THAT I SEEK,
NO CRUELER BLOW IF YOU GO AWAY COULD BE DEALT.
RELAXED IN YOUR COMPANY OUR CONVERSATION EASILY FLOWS,
AND I FEEL SAFE HABOUR ONCE MORE IN THE ARMS OF THIS PERFECT STRANGER.
THOUGH THE DAYS ARE EARLY, WITH MUCH HOPE I WISH FOR LOVE TO GROW.
YOUNGER IN YEARS THAN I BUT WITH SOUL THAT'S AGED TO MATCH,
I FEEL A SAFETY IN YOUR KEEP AND A SENSE THAT IT'S NOT OUR FIRST TIME TO MEET.
TO SHARE A LIFE WITH SOMEONE, NO GREATER GIFT WE CHOOSE,
A SOUL TO SHARE YOUR EXPERIENCE WITH, A COMPANION TO TRAVERSE LIFE'S STREET.
IF NOTHING COMES OF THIS , KNOW THAT YOU GAVE JOY.
AND FOR A MOMENT IN TIME MY WORLD WAS AS IT'S MEANT TO BE,
SPARKLING LIKE SPINNING WHEEL, A MESMERISING ENCHANTING TOY.
(c) Copyright. Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

TARGET MY STOOLS

TARGET MY STOOLS,
WHERE FOR ART THEY?
SMEARING ME WITH SILLY EXCUSE,
PRODUCT OF BENT RICE QUEEN'S NEGLECT.
FETTED AND SUNG IN TONES SO OUT OF TUNE,
SAUCING MY STOOLS IS THE TARGET OF MY DISTRESS.
FILL MY UNSEATED WHOLE,
WITH THE PENNIES OF A MILLION WELL WISHES.
BEND AND DIVINE THE WATER FROM IT'S EDGE AND COME FORTH WITH THEM BAR STOOLING THIEF!!!
FOR THEY ARE MINE FOR THE SEAT OF TRUTH,
A PLACE TO REST MY BUTT IN COCKTAIL AND BEER DRIVEN RETREAT AND REPOSING SPLENDOUR.
SAUCE THEM, SAUCE THEM NOW I BESEECH YOU, OH TROY OF HELL AND HEAVENS FINE EMBRACE.
MAKE NOT OFF WITH THEM INTO THE NIGHT, FINGERING THEM IN MOCKING GESTURE .
TO SAY UNTO ME THAT INDEED THEY MOSTLY DO NOT EXCITE.
THAT THEY FROM ACROSS THE SEA CAN PRODUCE NOTHING MORE THAN 10% THAT COME OUT RIGHT!
NAY, NAY GO FROM HERE BEGGER OF THIEVES
AND HELP THIS STOOL LESS TEMPTRESS OF THE NIGHT.
AWAITING YOUR COOL AND COLLECTED TONES ,
I CLUTCH AND CLING TO THE ONE BLACK STOOL IN MINE POSSESION,
WISHING AND HOPING THAT THE STOOLS THAT I DESIRE ARRIVE AND ARE WORTHY OF MY SEAT.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

TOP NOSHI

CLUB KID SUPERSTAR IS QUITE THE HOT DISH,
EYES THAT GIRLS ALL DREAM OF,
AND THE GUYS ALL GET THIER WISH.
FOUND YOU AMONGT THE SOLDIERS,
AND NURSES OF WHITE LINE CRIMES.
BEATING OUT YOUR OWN DRUMS RYTHUM,
AND THE WELL WISHERS ALL THROW DIMES.
THEY LOVE YOU FOR YOUR VANDIKE SENSES,
WRAPPED HUMOUR IN COOL SUBLIME.
AND MASTERY OF TONGUE AS SHARP AS SWORD.
THE MASSES ALL MIMIC LORD TIME.
MORE POWER THAN HE HIMSELF CAN SEE,
IT'S A GIVEN AND FOUND BIRTH RIGHT.
A DISH THAT ALL AT ONCE WE EAT,
IT'S HOTTEST WHEN EATEN AT NIGHT.
TOP NOSHI FOR DINNER , TOP NOSHI FOR TEA,
AND THE BREAK FAST IS ALL ON ME.
FOR IF YOU CAN TASTE HIS SWEET SUCK CESS,
YOU'LL BE SNIFFING HIS SOCKS WITH GLEE.
DARK WITH MYSTERIOUS, THE EYES OF PANTHER CAT.
SEXUALLY TRANSMIT THE FREQUENCY'S EMITTED,
YOUNG FOLLOWERS TAKE HAND AND BAT.
COLLECTING HARD WON FAVOURS WEARING CUPIDS CAP,
SWEET STRONG SOUL I CALL YOU FRIEND AND RESPECTFULLY GIVE YOU THE CLAP.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

WHY I AM PUZZLED

LIFE SOMETIMES CAN RESEMBLE A SHATTERED PUZZLE.
WHERE PIECES OF YOUR SELF ARE SCATTERED ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND WHEN YOU PICK THEM UP AND RE ASSEMBLE, THE PICTURE IS NO LONGER WHAT YOU ONCE SAW.
I SOMETIMES FEEL LIKE I AM A PUZZLE AND THE PICTURE AND PIECES THAT I WAS MADE UP OF LOOKED ONE WAY BEFORE THE HORRIBLE EVENTS OF LAST YEAR HAPPENED AND ANOTHER WAY SOON AFTER. THAT YEAR AND ALL ITS CONFRONTING LESSONS CHANGED ME IN A WAY THAT WAS ONLY REALLY EVIDENT WHEN I PLACED MOST OF THE PIECES BACK TOGETHER AND SAW A VERY DIFFERENT SCENE.
YOU START WITH THE EIFEL TOWER AND WHEN MOST OF THE PIECES ARE COMING TOGETHER YOU REALIZE IT'S NOW THE LONDON BRIDGE.
BOTH STRONG, YET ENCOMPASING TWO DIFFERENT IDEALS.
ONE A SYMBOL OF STRENGTH AND BEAUTY, AND THE OTHER A STONG MEANS OF GETTING OVER AND ACROSS DEEP WATERS. WATERS THAT RUN DEEP LIKE BLOOD RUNNING IN VAIN.
A BRIDGE THAT IN TIME YOU KNOW IN YOUR HEART YOU WILL HAVE TO CROSS IN ORDER TO REACH A LAND THAT YOUR SOUL WILLS THE FLESH TO TRAVERSE.
A SORT OF COMING OF AGE FORCED UPON YOU FOR DARING TO CONTINUE WITH THE BELIEF THAT YOUR LIFE AGAINST ALL THE ODDS SHOULD END UP THE ONE THAT IS MEASURED, PREDICTABLE AND SAFE.
WE ARE DRAWN TO UNDERSTANDING THE FUTILITY OF FIGHTING LIFES REALITIES WITH WHAT WE WOULD PREFER, TEACHING US THAT AT TIMES WE APPEAR TO BE LIKE ACTORS THAT AT BEST CAN SOMETIMES GUIDE THE SCRIPT AND ULTIMATELY CHANGE OUR FATE.
SOME EXPERIENCES ARE A GIVEN, DEATH, LOSING THE ONES WE LOVE AND THE KNOWLEDGE THAT WITH EVERY PASSING BREATH WE ARE IN THE FLUX OF CHANGE AND FROM SECOND TO SECOND THE PERSON WE WERE DIES IT'S OWN DEATH AND THOUGH BACK THEN IS SOMETIMES LONGED FOR WITH NOSTALGIA, WE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME.
(c) Robyn Whittaker 2007.

DREAM

I WENT BACK IN TIME SORT OF, I THINK.
I WAS BACK AT MY FATHERS OTHER HOUSE JUST OF TOWN.
DAD WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND BUT THERE WAS THIS CURIOUS SLIGHTLY SINISTER WOMAN LIVING WITH ME IN THE HOUSE. I SEEMED TO BE IN THE FRONT YARD HIGH UP ALMOST LIKE I MIGHT HAVE BEEN IN THE TREES, BUT SOMEHOW IT ALSO FELT LIKE I WAS ON SOME SORT OF STAIR CASE.
I SAW A BOMB OF A CAR PULL INTO THE DRIVE WAY WITH THREE PEOPLE IN IT AND WHEN THEY STOPPED NEAR THE HOUSE AND GOT OUT A FEELING WITHIN ME SAID SOMETHING WAS WRONG.
I WATCHED THE LADY LIVING WITH ME APPROACH THE CAR AND SPEAK WITH THE 3 MEN AND MY SENSES WERE TROUBLED BUT BEING UNABLE TO TALK TO HER, I JUST WATCHED.
SHE TURNED TO MY DIRECTION AND STARTED WALKING TOWARD MY PLACE IN THE FRONT YARD. AT THIS TIME IT DID SEEM THAT SHE WAS WALKING UP STAIRS TO REACH ME. SHE WAS SORT OF SMILING BUT TURNING HER HEAD AS TO CONCEAL IT FROM THE MEN. WHEN SHE REACHED ME SHE GINGERLY TOLD ME WITH CONTROLLED EXCITEMENT THAT THEY MIGHT TAKE ONE OF THE ROOMS AND IT DAWNED ON ME THAT WE MUST HAVE BEEN IN NEED OF MONEY.
IN A SPLIT SECOND I WAS IN THE LAUNDRY OF THE HOUSE WITH THE WOMAN AND THE 3 MEN. A SENSE OF FORBOADING FILLED ME WITH DRED AND THE MEN COULD SEE THAT I WAS NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THEIR PRESENCE. AS I WENT TO TELL THE WOMAN OF MY FEARS, THE MEN TO MY HORROR PULLED OUT A GUN AND SHOT THE WOMAN DEAD.
I RAN AS FAST AS I COULD OUT OF THE HOUSE AND MADE IT UNHARMED TO THE BLOCK OF LAND NEXT DOOR. I HID IN THE GRASS AND LOOKED BACK AT THE HOUSE AND SLOWLY WHILE CROUCHED DOWN MADE MY WAY TOWARD THE ROAD . WHEN I TURNED TOWARD THE DIRECTION OF THE HOUSE, I SAW THE MEN WALKING TOWARD ME AND BEFORE I COULD TURN TO RUN THEY STARTED SHOOTING AT ME. I HEARD WHAT SOUNDED LIKE A MACHINE GUN AND COULD SENSE I MAY NOT GET AWAY THIS TIME. I FELT NO PAIN AS I FELL TO THE GROUND, BUT MY MIND WAS AWASH WITH THOUGHTS OF ALL THE OTHER PLACES I COULD HAVE EMERGED FROM THE BUSHES AND THE LOST CHOICES I WISHED I HAD.
(C) Copyright . Robyn Whittaker 2007

TASTE BUDS AT PLAY

SWEET TO THE TASTE ON SENSUAL TONGUE,
BETWEEN TOP OF THE HEAD AND BOTTOM OF BUM.
RUSH FROM THE HIGH TO STARTLING PEAKS,
ADDICTION BROUGHT FORTH TO SEE DAY LAST FOR WEEKS.
AGAIN SEEKING SOLACE IN TASTEBUDS AT PLAY,
CONTROL IS THE WONDER, WETHER I WILL OR I WON'T.
SUCCUMB TO THIS WEAKNESS AND YOU DO ALL THE DON'TS.
LIFE IS ALL CHOICES AND WHAT WE MIGHT CHOOSE,
HESITATE IN THIS COMPANY , AND THE WAIT'S WHAT YOU LOSE.
EVERYTHING ENJOYS MODERATION,
EVEN THOUGH IT FEELS SO GOOD.
THE THINGS WE ALL COULD CONQUER , IF ONLY WE KNEW WE COULD.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.

In Bed with Nana!

I love this old clip from the early ninties of Tania Lacey
doing Nana Mouskouri, Halarious!.

I remember when i was an
infant, well maybe a little older... getting so excited to see
her latest installment for the week on Count Down Revolution.

LAST NIGHTS DREAM

I WAS WITH A GROUP OF OLD FRIENDS AND ONE WAS A GUY THAT WAS A MIXTURE I THINK OF TWO PEOPLE BUT MOSTLY HE RESEMBLED A GUY THAT I WAS MADLY IN LOVE WITH YEARS AGO. WE SEEMED VERY HAPPY TOGETHER WHICH WAS ODD BECAUSE WE WERE NEVER TOGETHER IN REAL LIFE WHEN I WAS A BOY AT SCHOOL. IT WAS JUST HOW I IMAGINED WE WOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE IF WE HAD A REALTIONSHIP.
A GROUP OF US WENT OVER TO A GAY FRIENDS HOUSE AND SAT AROUND CHATTING. THE GUY I LOVED(MALCHOM) SEEMED TO BE MISSING AS DID MY GAY FRIEND AND WHEN I WENT DOWN THE HALL I COULD TELL THEY WERE IN HIS ROOM. AS I APPROACHED THE DOOR THEY CAME OUT LOOKING VERY HAPPY AND BOTH HAD DECORATIVE FACE PAINTINGS ON AND IT SORT OF DAWNED ON ME THAT MAYBE MY GAY FRIEND DID NOT REALIZE THAT MALCHOM AND I WERE TOGETHER. I SAID NOTHING BUT WAS FEELING MORE AWKWARD AND UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE DEVELOPING SITUATION. IN THE LOUNGE ROOM MALCHOM WAS HAVING FUN BUT SEEMED OUT OF CONTROL AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN HE JUST SNAPPED AND BECAME REALLY VIOLENT AND THE OTHER GUYS TRIED TO SUBDUE HIM. I ASKED THE GAY GUY WHAT HE HAD GIVEN HIM AND HE SAID THAT HE HAD GIVEN HIM EXTASY.
THE NEXT THING I KNEW MY BOYFRIEND AND I WERE IN A BALLROOM TOGETHER SUROUNDED BY MANY OTHER COUPLES ALL LEARNING TO DANCE. WE DANCED FOR SOME TIME, STOPING TO LEARN NEW STEPS. THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING HAPPENED AND IT MADE A BIG IMPRESSION ON ME RIGHT INTO MY WAKING.
WE WERE DANCING AND SEEMED TO GO OFF INTO OUR OWN WORLD AND FOR A MOMENT IN TIME COMPLETELY FORGOT ANYONE ELSE WAS IN THE ROOM. WE EMBRACED IN LOCKED DANCE POSITION, EYES CLOSED AND CHEECKS PRESSED TOGETHER SOFTLY. IT WAS WONDERFULL AND WHEN WE CAME TO AND RELEASED FROM OUR HOLD, THE ROOM ERUPTED WITH APPLAUSE AND THE FACES AROUND US ACKNOWLEDGED THAT SOMETHING TRUELY SPECIAL HAD TAKEN PLACE.

(SIGHTLY DAGGY AND WIERD I KNOW BUT THAT'S DREAMLAND FOR YOU!)
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittker 2007.

Naan being violated

What a Fucken Liberty!!!

FAMILY TREES

EARTH SCREAMS, HER FURY ABOUNDS.
RESULTS OF PRIORITY CONFUSED, BRINGS THEM TO WEAR JESTER CROWN.
FOLLY GONE MAD IN SMOKE FILLED HAZE,
SOME COUNTRIES DROWNING, WHILE OTHERS ABLAZE.
WHAT BECOMES OF CHILDREN'S DREAMS,
WHEN CLOWNS DECIDE WHICH WAY.
TO RUN FROM VISIONS OF OBVIOUS,
OSTRICH FINDS SAND PIT TO PLAY.
GODS AND GODDESS'S BENT WEEPING, TREES IN THIER SYMPATHY BREAK.
HOPE IS THE GIFT OF ONE MINDSET, THIS LIFE THAT WE KNOW IS AT STAKE.
FAST HASTE AVOIDS CLOSING DOORWAYS,
MEDITATE ON MEDIATED MAN MADES.
EXCESS REMOVAL FREES CLOGGED PORES,
BLUE PLANET IN JOYOUS APPLAUSE.
THINK NOT OF EXCEPTING WHAT ONE SEES,
META PHYSICALLY BELIEVE IN NEW WAYS.
SAVING OUR BLUE HUMAN ISLAND,
AND ALL OF YOUR OWN FAMILY TREES.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2007.