Leadership Spill

So Julia ends up in the hot seat
and Tony Abbott fills his pants;
I get a feel it was orchestrated
by Media about a week back –
in the event took key players a
while to get their lines straight

Not Tony though, he’s had a
change of clothes on this one
– surprised the dibble flowed
a bit recklessly and the stain
just too close a not very well
kept toilet training secret

It floored him to his bigoted
pleats. Although Kevvy stood
aside in a bloodless spill, as if
he knew who would be worst
wounded, he’s a frail figure of
the once dashing Cavalier

Chances of a Poll U-turn just
may now be a lay-down misere;
Julia is a stronger Lady than
Tony’s street wise, and boxing
at bouffant shadows won't win
him the sheila’s accolades
© 25 June 2010, I. D. Carswell

Talking Drivel

So she’s talking shit – but with
panache, an oratory imbroglio
for Mama perhaps, but not so
Grandpapa; he only sees
himself addressed

she’s the soul of self-assured
a progressive who tends less
to pesky rules of formal diction
& grandiose expression – hand
movements revealing nuances
matured in pre-lingual effigy
synchronised with lip-movement
and eye-travel – such an accord
translated laboriously by her
Patrons, what does she mean?

Is it about this and that and a
spot over there with a vague
whomever wanting to know if
it’s worth a toss – and that’s
the latest news according
to Freja Jean observing her
co-respondents all reverently
talk similar drivel anyway!
© 17 June 2010, I. D. Carswell

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Dim Sums

Frozen dim sums as
a treat are not weird!
No effort is wasted
placing taste where
it matters cold as
it may be and soy
sauce is needless
savour. Try it and
see...
© 23 March 2010, I. D. Carswell

Putting In The Slipper

  

Me old mate Peter (Ciabatta) Slipper
Federal Member for Fisher
is spending a bit of
hard-earned advertising;

this week his vacuous
face appeared on every
second page
of the Range News

He’s like a cartoon so it didn’t seem
too out of place, a cheesy grin
goes a long way when you’re truly
two dimensional

I can’t categorically say his views
aren’t inspirational as he hasn’t any
but he’s a great ‘spac filler’ substitute
in lieu of a vacuum

It always bothered me
his eyes don’t seem to focus much
but then fish this far out of water
are usually dead...
© 4 June 2010, I. D. Carswell

Does You Good

Does you good to get away
first up there’s planning like
where you’re going to go and
when and how consideration
that gets in the way of esoterica
as ordinary as obtaining tickets
and arriving on time in an airport
safely at a somewhat hazy and
indistinct future date

but that’s a long way away and
there are still things to be done
before packing becomes priority –
thinking through things of who’ll
feed the pets and collect mail
while you weed madly, spray
or mow trying to maintain an
even status quo of symmetry
to greet your imagined return

departure day doubt still nags
you missed something relevant
which preys until 42,000 feet
and fluffy clouds separate you
effacing world-weariness; relax
articulates, too late to amend a
present-view assurance you’re
on your way, depressurisation
of descent begins

landing, another acculturation
pretends to be a vacation from
mundaneness – sleep bathes raw
nerves and in the end liquors of
conviviality seep affably into
empty reservoirs, seduced by a
shy smile of agreement and the
small hands which ask only to
be held gently assuring peace

then the same going backward
– arriving where reality stands
18 inches proud of rampant weed
beds and rains stay vigilant
you know it will take more than
the days you were away to tame
such anarchy but it does you good
when you can complain to yourself
with a sense of achievement
© 17 March 2010, I. D. Carswell

Draft Of Air

it’s only Democratic
IF you get your way

a claim that’s made
suggests a common
good exists – which
only you can see and
I must be the dumbest
twit you’ve ever met –
who in opposing you
questions who and
what you represent

why, ALL of you, is
your surprised reply,
as if to say I didn’t
realise you need a pair
of guide dog eyes

but I persist, I cannot
see a scheme to make
you rich will bring a
benefit that we can
share – to me the risk
remains unfairly set

your view pollutes the
sea and carbonates the
atmosphere with plastic
promises; the fish and
coral reefs despair

so I’m the enemy of
economic growth, free
enterprise and progress
for questioning your
objectives, am unworthy
of citizenship, must be
deprived of democratic
rights and sentenced to
Coventry

is that your democracy?
© 13 April 2010, I. D. Carswell

Existence

I know the World might end
tomorrow – you’ve said it so
many ways like breaking bad
news gently makes it easier
to take; but I don’t care

What I want to know is how
you feel about me. There is
no life after death if you say
it’s ended – I’ll die anyway
when your feelings cease
© 14 April 2010, I. D. Carswell