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Time...

Who are you?

and where are you going?

What is your purpose? 

Are you all knowing?

Always here, always near,

every breath I shared with you.

I spent my life right by your side, 

and still I do not know you.

Time, are you just a 

fragment of my mind?

Something we made up 

because our senses make us blind?

Can we not comprehend 

the whole eternity?

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Born of the devil’s kiss, an aching in her soul 

her skin not clear but exquisitely marked 

For the devil liked her very much – did he 

Showering her, blanketing her from head to toe with hot, desiring kisses 

The kiss of life, the kiss of death 

Leaving small, charcoal evidences behind wherever he touched 

Like tiny bruises that went deeper than they appeared 

for they looked...

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And one day,

the sun stopped,

the rain stopped falling,

the flowers didn't look high,

the sky emptied of stars,

then a tear dripped

from the heart and became our breath.

We need a sacred tear,

before the fall...

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To know my fingerprints
on another’s heart
could stir them into art
a priceless gift, a magic

To know there is a poem
written about me
those words, more beautiful
than I could ever hope to be

From the caverns of passed time
there comes a sound
a constant, quiet, ring
when I choose to listen
always there
telling of another way of living

That the heart of an artist
a complexly c...

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legs crossed i lay, deep in prayer

as i enter her domicile pyramid prism with a rainbow flash

headspace filled with subsequent intrinsic peace and peachy afterglow, washing out wrath

sifting through the banks of her mind, i produce schisms, and visually metaphysical visions

visualization techniques split at the ream leaving a colorful flurry

scurrying across triangular entropy into ...

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It was 1990 when we met,

before we were who we were.

The nineties were running through sprinklers

in summer,

playing whiffle ball in the yard,

popsicles,

make-believe games, stick horses,

and dances to Green Day.

The 2000s were much the same,

with crushes, dear diaries,

womanhood, and makeup

sprinkled about like the dandelion seeds

we used to blow into...

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Diamonds don't impress, they like color

often follow their hearts

from one end of the earth to the other

In the evenings, on a hilltop with a view

the stone they lay on retaining warmth of the glowing red sun

Gathering round of a few closer friends

laughing, basking, and just plain having fun

Old in the soul were they, and young at heart

all believers of a perfect...

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My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share

two halves of a heart

you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats

bounce off the walls.

we jump up and down hand in hand

your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around

sound mind when your whisper incites a riot

the night is charged, god particles in the air.

our souls dance...

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It was so sudden and strange

How the seasons changed

Winter came

Once again

Way ahead of it's time

Now only the

Ice cold

And uncertainty

Were real

All that

Summer sun

Just Numb

Should she wait 

For it to thaw

As she did before

Or set sail

For 

Warmer Climes

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Cryptical clues

On the tip of the tongue

Performed in a verse

Or a line of a song

Meaningful messages

Massaging your soul

Lost in a rhythm

You just can't control

Regular chat won't

Give you this thrill

But tuning in

to a poem

Certainly will

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A love so deep, I can not sleep.

Forever awake in a bliss, endless dream

I guess my thoughts are yours to keep.

Alone again, I tried counting sheep

But even in the dark empty you brightly gleam

A love so deep, I can not sleep

Even as I make my fearful leap,

I see you, in the peaceful stream.

I guess my thoughts are yours to keep

It’s been so long I can’t h...

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An unhappy marriage is like a bad tooth;

At first you ignore the obvious truth:

Something is wrong; it's causing you pain,

But you have no time to consult your brain.

So you take a pill -or have a drink or three,

Hoping to relieve your agony;

But the pain escalates until one day,

You realise it's not going away;

You're gripped with a feeling of horror and fear,

It can't ...

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Two apes having a head-to-head:

"It's friggin' absurd!" one of them said,

"Eight million species inhabit this earth,

Balancing nature and proving their worth;

But look at those creatures that are called 'man':

Ruining our planet as fast as they can;

They've polluted our air and poisoned the seas;

Their revolting habits cause death by disease!

Some of them perish with nothin...

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Tranquility in your presents

doves pecking as our kiss is tending

lips lock our mind in a spell, as the doves sing their song, letters spelling in the air.

clouds draw me close for a better look

fractals in the nooks, lump to lump, baby rainbows extend their hand and shake with glee

telling my lover she is the best mother to be

She see's the beauty in my beastial nature, cal...

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It just stood there

Happy to simply be

Sometimes a little gentle sway

Of it's skinny bark

In the breeze

Teasing it's leaves a bit

And when it was bare

It was still just ...there

Standing proud

Putting up with it all

Reminding me 

To do the same

Those determined little buds

Packed full of potential

Showing how essential

It is to live in hope

Of a new ...

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You’ve got those moonshine cherries

burst in my mouth

have ‘em when I need ‘em

make me think of the South

Just like that sparkle in your eye

their moon-time shine

burns a trail of fire

as if by design

All warmth and glow

cherries in a jar

black molasses slow

white lightnin’ from afar

Kickin’ in again

kisses sweet as pie

all my heart’s desire

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What a peaceful thought.

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In honor of a night time stroll

I won’t let you down; you should say no more!

Here, take my hand.  Let’s walk out this door

to be young again, like we did before…

The air will be warm, a balmy night

We’ll grab beers to go and a smoke to light

As we make our way down an empty street

moon light, flood light, crickets on repeat

At the end right there an ancient house...

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Every now and then, we find a band aide to cover a wound on our soul

As soothing as it seems, we must pay the toll

for it will eventually begin to peel

and in anticipation of the pain we will feel

our muscles tense and our jaws clench

until it is pulled off all at once

like an assassin’s attack with no alert

one final hurt

To recover, we sleep as thunder rumbles its wa...

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Drawn together, by god's hand
canvas weathered, with black clouds on foreign land
placed on parchment in the darkness
the line is thin from me to you, each other's mind paint the others dreamscape

drawn to you, the flip book of life brings us ever closer as every moment pass
each page bookmarked and in immediate view, I pray always my spine hold from the load placed on you
on the margin ...

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A day without E is better off Breathless,

May my soul escape if my stream is empty.

Seek and find the girl named E,

packed with love she doesn't discriminate,

Her race is spectrum body tailored to your preference.

Undergo E she'll turn the toughest man empathetic.

Open your eyes wide as the sky,

Her love brings out a high unreal,

to experience one must be willing ...

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sometimes i wonder how we got to this point

a point where you wonder whats the best

a point where you want to restart and forget

because i thought we're doing our best

giving all the love we have left

but look at us now, 

one has left and doesnt have any regrets

and the other one stood still, full of questions.

shes waiting, waiting and reassuring him that she believes.

...

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Inspiration                                                     

Why do I now prefer writing in my bedroom?

when I have a perfectly good study

- a space cleared for thought?

I feel inspired to dream while I’m awake in here

- not there. Is it because I’ve just coated

the room and everything in it, a lilac pink? 

Is that the colour of my inspiration?      ...

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Clouds growl as

red spiders walk

into the lion's mouth.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2004

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My house was loud

full of exciting colour,

noise of entertaining

voices gathered frequently.

Fancy dress partners

danced in yellow & purple

creative spaces where words

poured like leaking taps.

Suddenly it needs a facelift,

a new skin – beige blandness

to allow for another, writing

their personality on a clean slate.

No distracting touches of bril...

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No need to go to Theater 
Today is the end of the show 
I wrote you final letter 
Actor decided to go 
 

No need to read my poem 
Nothing else in the mail 
To save you of bad clime 
My heart, began to fail 

I hope you get my point 
I wish you can get me 
I'm sure the Nancy Theater 
Closed. Do you agree? 

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I want to speak one more Language

That everybody can easily speak

Same as our food or as beverage

If not, it means, we are weak

I wish I could deal with people

In everywhere, whatever they are

I hope I can once be able

To become a friend to those are aware

Serious or peaceful situations

Should not affect our hearts

The poverty or lux...

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I wanted to do a poem today to provoke a thought or thinking about the insanity of taking drugs. I have known many people succumb to Heroin and painkillers, alcohol and it all seems so futile I myself suffered with addiction through mental illness. Its a terrible thing and very dark. So here is my attempt at describing this disease.

Bereft of feeling

Stare into the abyss
eyes burning...

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Smooth Skin

Off Old Cork road, as you turn into Midleton, rest

stacks of  life-saving re-treads.  They wait, un-like us

who have ‘Buckley’s Chance’ of reliving their youth.

The largest lay prepared, size neatly stacked,

image-ready, resigned, proudly age un-marked

claiming their fair share of the dumping ground.

Smaller circles know their corporate place, are th...

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I was having a dark day feeling very negative I gazed out of the window and looked to the sky then Cadence came to me. I hope you share in my thoughts when you realise how beautiful things can truly be at a base level.

Cadence

can you hear it? that natural cadence?
that bird song disturbing the silence
so busy so dizzy a thousand trills
gazing up to the blue sky
whirling and divin...

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I could write

a thousand poems

inspired by your dimples

and the shadows they create

Poems that you 

could never

would never

should never

read

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Breakfast at Garfunkle’s

(Written at Heathrow Airport, 2002, while waiting for a flight to Cork.)

blond body-perfect She

corporate black/gray

casually draped label scarf

highlight-streaked hair

carelessly wrapped

tortoiseshell teeth caught

erect bangs to flick

display interest

mobile-phone laugh

every second pause

pouted poised use

office eyes and m...

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Lesson No 65

(Written in response to a poem by Prof Glen Phillips.)

See, diamonds are hard

as everyone knows,

a girl must have metal

for this century’s woes.

Getting her rocks off

whether blond, red or brunette

no faking, no waiting – Helen,

woman hasn’t peaked yet.

While gentlemen play with image

cream blondes, brunettes achieve.

Red wears stain...

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International Women’s Week

Every year without fail

I receive a postcard

in recognition.

Although it’s thoughtful

and timely I don’t

need the reminder.

My mother raised a daughter

to believe in herself

treasure her value.

And I do. I don’t judge

by gender. My priority

Is always kindness.

How honest can you be

adjudicating on what’s 

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Does a lie has feet or walk 
Only liars have more than two 
Don't listen to a lie as a joke 
Then will help lies to grow 

God will ask; why do you lie? 
So get ready for God's punishment. 
Me, you, them, surely will die 
Should keep ready for last statement 

Get back soon to the early pureness 
And stop cheating creatures
Just in case you look for happiness 
Be f...

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Be happy with what you have 
Then you will have what you hope 
Firmly, work and save 
Simply, you reach the top 

It depends on you more 
Than a reason or a cause 
Not because rich and poor 
Your brain, how much knows 

Do believe in God's Judging 
And gain your thought results 
God never asks a jumbling
But to be aware of the facts

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Glad to hear your voice 
Happy to be with you 
Always, you're very nice 
Whatever you say or do 

Lucky, to be your friend 
To share you fact and fun 
Forever together no end 
Shining heart as the sun 

Among thousand fans 
We're the mates in reality 
Sharing act and talks
Hearts believe in Honesty

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When you start to see the bottom 
Of those leering orange bottles
Threats of existance are especially bleak

Vertigo next to prostration 
Electric synapse undulations 
All the retching is leaving me weak 

Ceaseless verge of trickling tears
Insignificance from past 6 years
Squatting rent free inside the mind

Heart palpitations 
Over social reservations 
Dependence on ties that we bi...

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Quiet!

I hear my world better

when there are no words

closed library eyes see

eddying images churn

before being controlled

writing a new narrative

it’s kind of safer than

letting reality intrude

chapters repositioned

shaded recollections

able-body paradigm

altered to glimmer

requiring the world to

turn on my direction

allow...

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Invest always your time 
Time is life, why to lose? 
Read and enjoy your hobby 
To be happy, you should choose 

Put your plan to save money 
Money gives you happiness to live 
Never plan to ask a loan 
But should be able, too, to give 

Actively, go for good change 
World never stop at all 
Give everything time to deal 
Surely, you'll achieve the goal 

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Some writers use poetry

To propound great thoughts

Through deeply intoned vowels,

But poetry is only language,

And you can use it as if

Chatting with a friend

About passing days

And pastimes.

You can pull them in,

Get a laugh or two,

And make them

Trust you

Before thrusting

The knife deep

Into the abdomen,

Drawing it up

Toward the eyes,

As you let...

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Raincheck

Leaves drift caught in sun

shafts shimmer gold as silver

gifts splash outstretched hand

water spheres hurled from

nebulous grey clouds above

swirling winds tease memories

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2010

(Written to artwork in Raincheck Exhibition by Jessica McCallum in 2010.)

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I have never been a buttoned up blouse
I do not know how it would feel 
To tie up the knots of your life
Around outdated morality
About the boundless nature of human pleasure 
Lest ye be bound 
For all your tales are wrathful woes written by irascible facists
Who cannot stand to see those who they believe are beneath them crawl towards the light

Enlighten me -
As to why I must always du...

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Wardrobe Mistress - '85

I stood in front

of the wardrobe

we shared

and stared.

I had just seen her

with overalls down

below her knees,

your familiar

bare bum

tensed.

Its thrusting

only previously seen

in awkward twisting

mirror-glimpses.

Your shirts and tees

hang between

pink and lime,

purple & olives,

shady gre...

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            COCKATOO CHORUS

            (Submitted for Marsden Poetry for Schools project.)

            “We’ll meet in the eucalypts down by the lake.

            Discussion is needed - you have to partake!”

            Black clouds flew from the oval, park and golf club

            to raucously weigh down trees out in the scrub.

            “Juicy larvae and insects prove h...

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To win my heart, cross my roads 

To get my love, you knock my doors 

Let's to start, to earn cruise 

To build a nest within love rose 

Adore you much, looking forward 

To keep in touch, even one word 

Eager to fly, to reach sward 

Where your face, shines on board 

You're the star, you're my sun 

You're in heart, the only one 

Grow love seed, before ge...

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Play me...

I am

so hungry

for music,

my lips crave

the taste of

your skin,

body wants

to spend forever

as your piano. 

Frances Macaulay Forde ©  2003

(Published in 'Love', Perth WA, 2012.)

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At the end of everything 
Some results come to gain 
Thus, you can get experience 
How to deal with same again 

Don't think, it was so difficult 
Just use your own brain 
Be ready for every possible 
Don't tell me "but in vain" 

If you can say "I decide it" 
The desert turns green 
Then you'll exert success 
Surely will forget the pain 

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Yellow Daze

Driving through Toodyay

in late August before

Spring arrives officially

yellow makes me smile.

Broome just opening

dotted with hives

flavouring the honey

and signs: ‘Beware Bees’.

Field undulating through

hills, no straight lines sewn

to follow dips, valleys,

creeks and around trees.

Canola makes me smile.

In fields waiting ...

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