Trees ...

I found a small park on the edge of Plenty Gorge Park. next step is to try the east side, where I think I'll be able to get further in to the tall trees ...  

 

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Strong ... for who?

Strong I can be
 - and oft have, for others gift,
never mine.

Strong could I be now
but I am so tired
of having to choose strength
and never rest,
never just
... be me

 

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A sunny morning (dawn)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A foggy morning

 

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Now I see ...

The war 
or so I thought, 
was over there 
- while here 
I sat and squabbled 
stubborn, unyielding, 
persisting for principle, 
with the small, the stingy, 
the petty cruel abusers, 
but now ... 
now I see: 
they were as vicious 
determined and powerful 
as any other evil, 
and their aim 
was to keep the fight 
and people 
here 
distracted, half hearted, 
weakening the there 
by weakening the here 
- a campaign unknown, 
but still as real, 
still as valid 
as any Ain Jalut, Talas, 
or Lille, 
a struggle willed 
against them 
as much as they 
against we, 
and they .. 
the losers ... 

Copyright © Kayleen White, Wiradjuri and Widjabul-Wiabol woman of the Lost Generations, 2025 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication). I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :) 

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Where are they?

Where are they 
- those opportunities 
promised by those who say 
"oh you should have no trouble finding something", 
- or the life supporting justice, 
feeding and clothing and paying bills, 
promised by those who say 
"oh you shouldn't have to work or do", 
Where are 
whatever it was 
that led to those distancing lies?  
Or was the distancing the point? 

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Two score years ago ...

Two score years ago 
I came here 
to seek nice, rainy days 
in a warm room, 
gazing out at the rain.  

Two score years ago, 
and now that day is here.  

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Some local (urban) nightscapes

 

 

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Here it comes again ...

Here it comes again 
- solitude ... 
aloneness ... 
pointlessness ...  

i am good at doing 
precisely two things 
- and neither matter 
in this world 

- this world which has said 
so clearly and precisely 
- especially in workplace
performance reviews 
how ordinary I am ...  

this world which sets 
such barriers to life 
and living well 
- or living ...  

maybe those who survive 
to whatever out future is 
will remember to do 
better.  

 

 

This is obviously about my personal state of being given some life circumstances: what it doesn't cover is that I am taking action to address both state of being and circumstances - actions which don't fit into a free verse self expression. For anyone distressed by this poem, resources are available in Australia here, here, and here. In other nations, you will have to do an Internet search using terms such as “mental health support - <your nation>” (which, for instance, may lead to this, this, and this, in the USA, or this, this, and this, in France [biased towards English-language - my apologies]), or perhaps try https://www.befrienders.org/. 
 

 

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The dust is grey ...

The dust is grey 
- that dust which spews 
from concrete rent asunder 
like radiation from fission; 

the dust is grey 
- it turns the children’s tears 
to streaks of mud 
on uniformly grey faces.  

The dust is grey 
- the people, too 
both here and there 
with only a splotch 
of red, here and there ...  

 

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I am ... ABBD

I ache 
I pain 
I am stiff and slow 

And my knee 
- my knee! 
My knee is ABBD 
- After the Best Before Date  

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This way ... is not the way

My habit, 
my way 
my trait
- my survival trait 
was to be alone 

to take the world's abuse 
- unending, unrelenting, ubiquitous abuse 
and be 
unflinching, unyielding, 
unafraid  
then heal - alone  

and now 
now ...  
I stand and stare 
surviving 
... alone

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Before and at dawn (photographs)

It is winter in this hemisphere, and I took these photos just before, and just after, dawn, a few days ago.  

 

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The Full Moon

I felt her call 
in still of night, 
and out I went 
to see her sail 
- in silver resplendour 
through clouds white and mild
- tho' I knew twas the other way, 
till grey and serious 
behemoths of the sky 
eased her from my view.  

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The night cat café

Our new home 
comes with a cat café
- a night cat café
that opens when
the sun goes down
and the people
go to bed,
and all is quiet
- just me, a cat or two,
and the 'roos,
munching steadily
in a grassy lot,
across the road. 

It is a wonderful
night cat café
- a place of love
of head bumps,
and pats, and
tails held high
and the occassional cuddle;
a place of genuine regard
authentic love,
of pure existence
and artless exchange.

Copyright © Kayleen White, Wiradjuri and Widjabul-Wiabol woman of the Lost Generations, 2025 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication). I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :) 

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The unseen

The world unseen
can be seen by
the sense of unseeing
- clairvoyance,
and the other clairs. 

The physical world unseen
can be seen
by the better part
of the world online.

Copyright © Kayleen White, Wiradjuri and Widjabul-Wiabol woman of the Lost Generations, 2025 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication). I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :) 

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Their empty heads ...

They lied 
- those transphobes of old,
who claimed I had
suggested a different
set of pronouns
- and they were so amathiac
they could not get
their empty heads past
my objections
to acknowledge their wrongs
- their law breaking evil.

Copyright © Kayleen White, Wiradjuri and Widjabul-Wiabol woman of the Lost Generations, 2025 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication). I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :) 

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Some local flora and fauna

Some pre-dawn photos: 

 

A nearby wetland: 

 

And ... we have found a surprisingly small park nearby with roos: 

 (They clearly feed off surrounding lawns as well - in return for fertiliser pellets ... )

 

 

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