It hurts

Today It hurt badly

To see your picture

Splashed across my screen

Of your and your sweetheart

So much in love

So happy together

It still hurt

Don't get me wrong

I'm delighted and happy for you 

To have found someone 

Who ticked all the boxes

But it hurt nonetheless  

I never agreed to the break

When it happened

It will be my greatest regret

I was not in charge

I didn't have a choice

I had to go with it

But the hole in my heart

Will never be filled

For I had opened it to you

My son to be

It will never happen

It could have been

It never will

It still hurts.

Lucette C. Bailliet

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The dam

It is only a dam

At the bottom of the paddocks

It reflects the sky 

In its various moods

Or does it only?

For I have seen it 

White, reflecting nothing

Opaque with its whiteness.

I have seen it black

From the forest water run off

After a storm

Perfect scrying mirror .

I have seen it in lazy brown 

Slowly shrinking in the drought

With the mud crackling around .

I have seen it pink

With the gumtree pollen 

Spread on its surface.

I have seen it green

By the pure reflection 

From the eucalyptus.

I have seen it silver

When the moon searches

For her own soul 

On winter nights.

You would say

It's only a dam

Mirror of life

Empty illusion

Yet it's alive

With frogs, tadpoles

Yabbies, Fish

Even the odd tiger leech

Visited by Roos,

Water fowls, snakes,

Humans, dog and cat

It's a world in itself

Content to be.

Lucette C. Bailliet

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The pact

Truth be told

'Twas the night

Like Juliet and Romeo

The spider and cockroach

Made their pact

Against life's harshness

To drown themselves.

Next morning

In the water glass

On the nightstand

The spider was found.

In the cat's water bowl 

Floated the bush cockroach.

We'll never know for sure

What pushed them

To choose death over life

Only the knowledge

Life sometimes throws barriers

Too tall to climb

Who are we to judge?

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Exercise 2

The wedding was off

The phones running hot

The bridesmaids doing their duty

Ringing around, Inviting

Everyone in the party

To come down to the pub

To celebrate the new bachelorette.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Exercise 1

Twas the summer 2018

Hot, sultry, stormy 

Trees were falling

Right, left and centre 

The track became impossible 

Disappearing under the car

As she drove

Suddenly a huge carcass

As large as a dinosaur

Emerged from the swamp

Crashing into the windscreen

She never saw it coming.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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Antipodean Summer

Yoga in the morning

Lunch

Siesta in the hammock

Gently rocked by breeze

Reading

Gingery mint tea

Jealous, yet?

You can't have it all

Antipodean summer day!

Lucette C. Bailliet

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Having a white Christmas Downunder

When the sun is pushing

The temperature above the thirties

The fan huffing and puffing

Hot air wave after hot air wave

Without bringing any cooling

One is dreaming 

Of a snowy white Christmas .

Bring the white tablecloth 

The white folded serviettes

The white summer roses 

As there can't be a Christmas meal

Without candles

May they be white 

To make it fully 

A white Christmas downunder.

Lucette C. Bailliet

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PHON

Phon is as phoney

As a party can be

Look at its leader

Should I say founder

It's all about her

The name shows it all

Each candidate 

Be it state or federal

Is an insult to reason

Climate change deniers

Entrenched racists and fascists

It goes hand in hand

Ultra Nationalists of course

What a collection she's got

Couldn't be better

Looking after the Aussie battlers

What a joke, what a scam

Phoney it is!

Lucette C. Bailliet

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