Geoffrey Fafard Poems

So if tomorrow comes a little later
And yesterday is dead and gone
Pick up the bits you have left today
whilst you merrily move along
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I just sat on an abandoned beach
In the sun, then the rain with my old dog
Stroking her and playing together with
The wind and her flying ears
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Burdekin Duck—Radjah Shellduck.
New neighbours have moved in
6 Burdekin ducks.looking a somewhat like
Giant seagulls
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The mists of the cool morning
Rise off the warm backwater
Hiding the gliding of the whip snake
Thats too big for the golden Kingfisher
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Someone asked me to explain
The word Fallacy yesterday
I smiled and commented
Its a fallacy that we older people
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All the needle nosed honey suckers
Sit on the wire fence
Eying off the last Grevillea flower
Little native sprig of sweetness
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Fifty bucks too much
What your name
What the story
Did you do this one
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Radical displays of introversion
And self induced recoiling bleakness
Seem to be the trademark of some
Nasty, distressed and saddened
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Her father was a Kenworth her mother a crusty Mack
She was considered by the toughest
To be slightly off the track
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Walk down to the creek
Hidden and trickling over it's stones
What do you see
What do you hear
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