The wheel of destiny-II

The wheel of destiny

Crushes us all eventually 

It does not matter

If you are old or a babe

It does not matter 

If you're hale or sick

The wheel will keep at it

Until the shade of your memory 

Will lapse into ether

No winner here

Only stark equality 

What is alive must die

The whirring wheel  is indiscriminate

Never satiated 

It keeps looking for new victims 

To keep rolling

In perpetual movement

Eternal destruction

It's coming for you

Now or later

That is not your choice.

Lucette C. Bailliet

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The wheel of destiny I

The wheel of destiny

Moved forward today

Leaving you behind

Slowly you passed away

In the comfort of modern medicine 

If I can say

You manage to escape 

And now you are free again

Of the oxygen tank to help you breathe

The morphine injections to dull the pain

The catheter 

And the intravenous to feed and keep you hydrated

You lived simply

Having the name of a king

You fought for Liberty 

You did your duty by your country 

Reading poetry was your hobby

We had that in common

Suffering has ceased

You can now rest in peace René.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Sneaky

I am sneaky that is the truth

Sneaky I am

Rehearsing for her concert tomorrow 

I sneakily recorded her

That is how sneaky I am

It is such a comfort to hear her play

Working through diminutions

Baroque music is so healing

A real balm for the soul in distress

So now when I miss her

I just push a button

And she's there in the lounge rehearsing

While I'm pottering around in the house

A concert all for myself

How privileged I am

To have such a gifted daughter!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Good bye, my old friend

Good bye my friend

The time has come for us to part

Your constant presence made me appreciate 

The wonders of the world

The humble beauty of a weed by a roadside

The magnificence of a fleeting butterfly

The raucous laugh of the kookaburra 

The roaring windstorm in the forest

Sharing those moments with you

Made them more precious

So I'm grateful to you

In this I simply say thank you

It's been a long time now

That I've never been alone

Lately our relation has soured

Intimacy breeds contempt 

And nothing is more intimate

Than a lump in one's breast

So it's time we part

Good bye my old friend.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Incoming storm

The incoming storm is here

The clouds built up

A phenomenon wall

On the front 

The wind picks up in blasts 

The clouds burst with their vile temper

Like jelly fish trailing the dirty sky

Thunder is drumming madly 

Lightning tear the air above ,

The first drops crash and evaporate 

On the white corrugated roof of the abode

Only adding to the ruckus 

The temperature drops suddenly

What a relief!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Don't

If you bring it here

You can take it back

The forest is not your dumping ground

How would you like to have 

Your playground turned into one?

So don't

I don't want excuses

It's empty, there's no rubbish bin

Simply don't

Drink if you must

Your Vic Bitter,

Coke and rhum,

Solo and other poisons

But leave the forest pristine 

Three bags full we collected

Of broken bottles and cans

Kind of ruined the walk, didn't it?

Don't throw your rubbish 

From your ute

It's not manly!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Spider and shoes

What's up with shoes

This week

Yesterday they tripped me

Today they hid a spider

When a fluttering occurred 

On my toes inside the shoe

My foot broke all records

To extricate itself, believe me

With the spider sliding from it

Landing on the bath mat

Both of us were in shock

It didn't move

Neither did I

I thought about crushing it

But it had not bitten me

It was the same one that I had dislodged

Last night from the bedside table

So I gathered the bath mat around

And carried it to the garden

Go and meet the neighbours

Was my goodbye

Now back to my shoes

What did I ever do to you

To treat me in this way!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Yellow tail goanna

You are a warden

Keeping after the dirt track

Three times I passed

Three times you stopped me

Crossing and recrossing the track

I wonder what you are doing

Then I see you tail

And I know

Going up the tree trunk

Terrorising nesting birds

Tail pretending

To be a snake chasing you

Oh yellow tail goanna 

You don't fool me!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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The fall

This is the culprit 

No, I don't shuffle

Just a pair of used shoes

With a small metallic bit

That caught somehow on the pavement

Sending me crashing against the concrete

The flying was not to bad

Landing could be improved though 

Yes, I wasn't paying much attention 

To where I was going

Can't be everywhere at the same time!

Head and body where on pages apart

That landing made sure of the synching 

I'm all together again only shaken.

Lucette Bailliet

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I won't do it again

I won't do it again

Missing him already

An hour barely gone

I needed something to remind me of him

There on the bathroom bench

His perfume spray that I love so much

Getting out of a hot shower

I enveloped myself in this fragrant cloud

Major error ! What a disappointment!

His body chemistry and mine 

Are a sea apart

Instead of the sharp, fresh aroma of citrus

I inhaled a flat indistinct  smell

On the spot I'd killed 

The most intense memory of his body

A perfume is so intimate 

A smell is a body signature

Unique and personal 

I swear I won't do it again!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Super moon prayer

What an uplifting sight

Rising Between the gum trees 

Just behind the water tank

All  dressed in red

She made her entrance 

Following her own path 

Indifferent to onlookers 

Indifferent to the new orders

Tearing the USA and India apart

Beautiful goddess incarnated 

Rising from the swamps of mankind

To the cold ether of the night

Queen of our aspirations and despair

Loaded with our dreams of peace and love

Super moon take pity on us

Grant our wishes

For we all need it.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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The queen bee

The queen bee

At the queen bee house

Twas Xmas that year 

Like every third year

It was so much trouble 

For very little reward

Had to keep the three brothers happy

Thanks god for her brood

They would take charge

And she would make sure they did

From the sofa she was laying on

Her body full , ready to pop out

The ninth one for she was the queen bee

And reminded everyone of who she was

She sent orders to be obeyed, no discussion, 

She was to be contented for it was Xmas

Impatient and imperious was she

What else to be expected from her

As the day progressed the pain started

There would be a Xmas baby

For she was the queen bee.

Lucette C. Bailliet

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From  the prompt: The queen bee/Murchison Scribbles

PEOTUS

I dream somebody 

Had the guts to say 

PEOTUS you're fired

It would be great

Sadly it's a case

Of Dream on 

It's deplorable really

To have so much power

In such a small brain

I know the size does not matter

When a finger is enough 

To press a button

To start Armageddon!

So unfair , surely.

Lucette C.Bailliet

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'Tis but a simple flower

'Tis but a simple flower

I picked up for you

This morning in the garden

For you my friend so far away

We do not pick its aroma

On a photo yet 

But for the blue bees 

It's simply heaven on earth

Trust me

It is just another red flower 

Look more carefully 

For its tips are covered in gold

The colour of true friendship

Let me offer it to you

For no other reason 

You are my friend.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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11/11/11

11/11/11

Today is Remembrance Day 

We pause in silence and take a minute 

To remember What?

The Great War 

The last of the last kind of war

The sacrifice of a generation

The sacrifice of plebs 

For the benefit of a class

Which didn't give a damn

Millions were killed

For it was murder

The important thing

Was to prove one's theory

Gallipoli, the western front

We remember

We fought for a system

We are sheepple really

So beware today is Remembrance Day!

Lucette C. Bailliet

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Long live Imperator

In the corridors of history

Julius Cesar is laughing loudly

The plebs have elected 

Their new Imperator

A new dynasty is born 

For a new world order

Chaos is sure to follow

But imperial purple

Has to be worn

Rules are to be broken

Long live the imperator!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Donald's circus

Move over Barnum

A new circus has arrived

Donald's circus is in town

The greatest show on earth

Is yet to begin where the creepy clown

Is Master of Ceremony

He has paraded long and far

In that great land of the free

Lying, cheating, making promises

What a salesmanship it has been

Welcome to the new America

The land of the free, 

Demagoguery has won

Power has been delivered

From the disenfranchised 

To a raving megalomaniac 

What a show it will be

Already it has started 

United we stand

To make USA great again

Rebuilt this country

We'll be nice and polite to our allies

On your knees people

Don't forget to pray

Raise your voices 

"In God we trust"!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Daughters of the Millennium

Daughters of the Millennium 

You laughed at us old fuzzies

Spent women of the sixties

Our fights were obsolete

Our values were irrelevant to you

Life was there and Yolo

Feminist is a dirty word in your mind

So entrenched in your own worth

You do not not see

You are going backwards

For you can drink and fuck as a man 

Domestic violence is on the increase

Who cares it won't happen to me

Sexual harassment in the street or at work

They are not worth to fight for

It does not concern you

The glass ceiling is only an illusion

That is what you think

Equal pay is legislated

Why worry the system protect us

Daughters of the Millennium 

Open your eyes

Take notice

Fight for your rights

For everyday they are eroded.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Results 2016

The pundits had it wrong

The populists won!

Remind me the Chinese curse

"May you live in interesting times"

2017 will be sure to be that.

Mind you twice he proved to be right

"The idiots will vote for me

Whatever I say or I do"

He was proved right again w

" yes #brexit here we come"

The Scotts might have booed him

But he judged the people mood all right

Obviously he is a unrecognised genius .

The flash flood is there breaking all

Not taking any notice cognoscenti

The playing field is his

Let's the game begin!

Watch and enjoy

If you can.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Procrastination is an art form

Procrastination is an art form

Plan carefully new book

Research every tenuous link

Observe real time action 

Craft with care characters 

Read everything on the period

Analyse all hypothetical

Situations in the plot

Tend to any obvious missing element

Inherent to the overall action

Note all suggestions

Add any update in the technology 

Tear out any useless redundancy 

Iron out any discrepancies 

Organise  timeline

Not one word has been written so far

Institute contact with publisher

Submit synopsis 

Allow time for response

Negotiate financial rewards

Arrange overseas trip

Return as slowly as possible

Tease everyone about the new book

Fake writer's block

Only oral progress is discussed

Revisions are promised

Manuscript is somehow lost!

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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So today is the day

So today is the day

America the great, the free, the beautiful

To show us, the rest of the word

What democracy is about!

So today is the day

Your vote will decide the fate

Of America the great, the free, the beautiful 

And the rest of the world!

So today is the day 

To choose between two candidates

Who have battled for a year

Whose fight has been so ugly

That the country has been torn apart !

So today is the day

Deep entrenched racism has shown itself again

Riots the which had not been seen 

In half a century flared again and again

Showing the brutal police forces

Not fighting to defend the people

But fighting the rubble

A fight of the have against the have not

Of corporate greed against individual liberties

A fight of corrupted crumbling values against despair

From there America, the great, the free, the beautiful 

Will you ever repair?

So today is the day

The ugly face of deep sexism  

Has led attacks against its own womankind

Whose earlier fights brought us gender equality

Pushed away and trampled in the mud

In man lockers talking

What a revealingly degrading day

Of the reality of the glass ceiling

Denying us the right to be ourselves

To choose for ourselves

Naked Truth is in the street

America , the great, the free, the beautiful 

Choose carefully!

So today is the day 

To choose between 

An entitled old man 

Who has revealed himself

To be a crooked ignorant

A dangerous demagogue 

Who has called to the lowest 

Dividing values in mankind

Playing on the American Dream 

The powerful myth permeating society

Of the self-made man becoming billionaire

When never ever was he a poor himself

What a magnificent show of self marketing!

Even the GOP fell to this illusionist

The media couldn't make enough of him 

Greed is such an aphrodisiac 

Passing his failures as amusing peccadilloes 

The country had never seen the like of him.

So today is the day

Opposite him stands an old woman

Showing with confidence the scars 

Her years of public life experience 

Had brought to her

Nothing newsworthy, nothing appealing here

She had been groomed for a long time

For this fight to be the first woman president

Her strength, her intelligence, her experience denied

Pushed away as an unhealthy power drive

Deeply upsetting to witness to many.

But there you are, 

So today is the day

America the great, the free, the beautiful 

The choice is yours!

Lucette C. Bailliet

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White, red,white

For you,  Autumn is flaring 

Before the first snow settles

For us,  White butterflies

On a red bottle brush 

White fragrant delight

Of  orange blossom 

Walking along path lined 

With odorous lavender

Red and white roses aplenty

Further along red grevillea 

Compete with red bougainvillea 

White chrysanthemum steals the show

Even the birds wear the colour scheme

White cockies and galahs

Wherever I turn in the garden

These are the pleasures

A late spring brings to us

After a rainy winter

In  an antipodean garden.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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