One and the same

The tyrant in the tower ... 
The person 
- man, woman, other, 
seeking and testing 
slavish devotion 
from another 
are one and the same: 
malign, contemptible 
cowards of control
- creatures of cruelty
and deceit. 

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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Why?

Why thinkest thou 
this be about like or not 
when such is rendered moot 
by questions of survival - or not?  

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The Lilacs!

The Lilacs 
- the Persian Lilacs, 
brown of bud 
but just yesterday, 
on this day 
- this day gold of sun 
and blue of sky, 
have awoken! 
The Lilacs ... are green! 

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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This dawn is ...

This dawn ... 
is soft 
- muted clouds 
melding with 
muted sky, 
- still air 
sounding with 
soft bird calls, 
plants on pause 
- waiting for the sun. 

A day of gentle possibilities 
and good humour.  

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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A wondering ...

As I heal 
are you fearin' 
I'd be leavin'? 

The answer's nay
there's no need 
to be a wonderin'  

 

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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Urban landscapes

 

 

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Ostara Awakening

I took these photos a few days after the Southern Hemisphere Ostara, on a day when I was regaining my mobility enough to go to the nearby urban wetland (using only a walking stick rather than a crutch) and take a few photos. 

 

 

 

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 extremes ...

The extreme 
of hate and violence 
is not best met 
by an extreme 
of whatever other  
is deemed its balance 
- that extreme too 
must sway back 
to a middling point 
- a point not lesser, 
a point where 
the greater struggles 
and glories 
reign 
- the place 
of being the best one can, 
doing the best one can 
- with family, friends, and world 
against struggles 
normal and mundane, 
and also beset by extremes 
- unnatural, easier, louder, extremes ... 

 

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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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 ...  

 

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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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

 

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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A sunny morning (dawn)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A foggy morning

 

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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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? 

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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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.  

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 (urban) nightscapes

 

 

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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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/. 
 

 

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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