Frank Halliwell Poems

by Frank Halliwell..
Jimboomba, Australia
Public Domain
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I had this tuneful fellow that's lived out the back for years,
And I'll relate a story that may well bring you to tears,
I guess that I'll just call him 'Gene', in time you may learn why
I dispossessed him in a storm with no right of reply!
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The grey dawn streaks the morning sky and puts the dark to flight.
A few black feathers tell the tale of terror in the night!
Around the feeder ten red hens are waiting for their grain,
But big black hen is gone and she will not return again!
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They said that I must write a verse
About the month of May.
They said that I must write 'Free Verse',
-That rhyming was passe'.
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The accused stands, impassive,
just staring past the bars,
at dark blue sky, and fluffy clouds,
and the first faint evening stars.
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The sultry day was near its end,
The cloying heat distressed.
The cool of evening getting near,
But still the air oppressed.
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There's a lovely tropic island at the bottom of the map,
It's a paradise on earth except for one small handicap;
We have wallabies and kangaroos to only name a few,
And a gentler crowd is seldom found in any city's zoo.
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In silence, in the velvet night,
lit by pinpoints of vivid light,
I wander blindly to the south,
immersed in frigid seas.
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Aunt Prudence wasn't ugly, but she certainly was plain,
And beaux had never lined up for her hand.
She lived her life in fantasy that some dark handsome swain
Would someday take her to her promised land.
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The throb of heavy engines rises swiftly to a roar,
The brakes released; the asphalt strip unwinds,
Airborne - she passes low above the surf along the shore,
The island's runway quickly drops behind.
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