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Complete NaPoWriMo (write a poem a day in April) 2014 (read all 13 entries…)
Wuntzel's Well-Traveled Fruit Salad

The (what I thought)
Was the same can of
Fruit salad traveled
By train

... with the tradies
... with the schoolies
... with the farmers

And Wuntzel

To work and back many
Times

I’m going to eat that
Fruit salad I warned
Tear the top off like
Popeye and get that
Into my boot

Which is Aussie for
Wolfing something down
Gosh, how I love them!

That’s my eighth can
She says laughingly
Whilst eating a sliced
Tomato sandwich with
Sugar on it

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Complete NaPoWriMo (write a poem a day in April) 2014 (read all 13 entries…)
Rain

I think the
Wattle birds
The ones with
The heartbreakingly
Beautiful calls

Beautiful calls
At dusk they
Sound like dinosaurs

I think they
Called all this
Rain which is
Now kissing
The roof urgently
Like a 50’s film
Noir detective
And his fragile
Distressed client

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Complete NaPoWriMo (write a poem a day in April) 2014 (read all 13 entries…)
Lil'fish

Spies something at
The base of the tree

I want to see
Something, she
Says and runs
In her delightful
Way

She finds two
Eggs, chocolate
Wow! She says

Now I’m holding
The two eggs
And she’s orbiting
The tree like
A Willy Wonka
Satellite

I grin and
Keep hiding
The same two
Eggs

Look! I found
Another one!”

Lol

Let’s try that
Tree over there
I say trying not
To laugh

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