Living

Living is no laughing matter:

you must live with great seriousness

like a squirrel, for example-

I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,

I mean living must be your whole occupation

Poem by Nazim Hikmet

White Feather has always thought he was a coward, however he has just had an epiphany that his mere existence and living is indeed an act of bravery and strength. So with this new insight he looks out over the cliffs and gazes in wonder at the sea and the clouds.

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Good bye brother

Mouse was worried he would not be welcome at his brother’s funeral so he snuck in days earlier and hid. Despite all the family chaos and conflict he still loved his brother and and family and didn’t want him to die.

A poem was by his side aching his heart

The most beautiful sea

the one not been sailed yet.

The most beautiful child:

the one not grown up yet.

The most beautiful days of ours:

those we did not live yet.

And the most beautiful word I want to tell:

the word I did not tell you yet.

by Nazim Hikmet

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Weeping

Diamond eyes weeps for the Ukraine. And then a song bird comes all the way from Kyiv. He begins to sing Roman, a Ukrainian Lullaby with the Shchedryk Children’s Choir.

Diamond eyes wipes her tears and thinks, Music will survive.

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Friends

Tortoise took off her banana mask and breathed with relief. She had returned to the top of Mount Mc Kay. She couldn’t believe she had made it through the 260 + days of lockdown. She had returned here after 40 years with her poem Friends by Anne Orams. She sat and reminisced about all the wonderful friends she has over her life and how they still shine strong in her heart today.

They come and go

They stay forever……..

A code between you

A knowing look or nod. Able to love

Untechnologically baffling!!!

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Just wait and it might happen!

can’t believe he made it. Life can be so unpredictable

Rejoindre made it to Cradle Mountain Tasmania out of LockDown Town Melbourne. He can’t believe he is here. He carries Lewis Carroll’s poem A Strange Wild Song

……. He thought he saw a Argument

That proved he was the pope:

He looked again, around it was a bar of mottled soap.

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Is anybody listening

Here in Platypus Bay in Lake St Claire National Park, Tasmania Worried hides. He fears for the planet as the country burns and the leaders continue to tell Worried “Not to worry about Climate Change. It simply doesn’t exist!!!” Worried feels he must act like the  snail, slowly. And so he is going to live like the first Australians in this land, slowly.

 

Small Child
I see the birds up in the tree
You know that I just want to be, free
I see the clouds up in the sky
You know that I just want to fly, high
Small child, I know where you live
And small child, I know what you give to me
When you speak you whisper
Those words so soft and mild
Thank God I learnt to listen
To that inner child
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Is anybody listening to?
Is anybody listening to?
Is anybody listening to that child?
That child
Don’t outgrow the child inside
Remember all the times we’ve cried
Remember all the times we laughed
When we all had children’s hearts
Let your mind swim wild and free
Like the fishes in the sea
Imagine all that you can be
Now hold on to the one you love
Then you can fly above…
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45 years on….

45 years ago Greedy and her school friend dreamed of going to Europe together. However life threw unexpected challenges at Greedy and though her friend got to go all those years ago, Greedy stayed at home and hoped that one day she would get there. Now 45 years on Greedy’s hope has been realised. She is  visiting Cambridge, England the other side of the earth with her family. She shares the dream with her life long friend of 45 years back down under. And though they didn’t make it together back then, they are together now with the help of the WWW and hope!!!!

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Finding your home.

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Voit went off to Karajini National Park in Western Australia intending to stay. However sometimes it is better to appreciate you would rather be where you came from and realise that is your home. Voit enjoyed Karajiuni NP but was … Continue reading

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Chorus Oz

 

 

Pam Jpeg was a very serious soul who felt the world was a troubled place. However she had one love and that is to sing. And sing she did! She sang Beethoven’s 9th Ode to Joy  with 800 other in the Sydney Opera House. For a moment in time all mankind seemed to rise above the differences and instead celebrated with Pam!!!!

https://www.abc.net.au/classic/read-and-watch/videos/choir-of-800-sing-beethoven-ode-to-joy-at-sydney-opera-house/11186888

She is still a rather sad soul feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders but Pam has one thing and that is perseverence just like the snail!

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Alp2Ocean

Techno finally got himself unplugged and plugged into LIFE! It happened when he killed that spider and remembered the Haiku

“After killing a spider, how lonely, I feel in the cold of night”

Techno embarked on the New Zealand cycle from Mt Cook to Oamaru though he has stopped awhile in Omarama to try some gliding.

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