Mulga Bill's Bicycle

'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze;
He turned away the good old horse that served him many days;
He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen;
He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine;
And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?"
"See here, young man," said Mulga Bill, "from Walgett to the sea,
From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh, there's none can ride like me.

The Woman At The Washington Zoo

The saris go by me from the embassies.

Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet.
They look back at the leopard like the leopard.

And I. . . .
this print of mine, that has kept its color
Alive through so many cleanings; this dull null
Navy I wear to work, and wear from work, and so
To my bed, so to my grave, with no

If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit On The Midget's Lap

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When comes my second childhood,
As to all men it must,
I want to be a banker
Like the banker at Bankers Trust.
I wouldn't ask to be president

Song Of The Guitar.

In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.

The Mirror In The Hall

The rich house had in the hall
An enormous mirror, very old;
Bought at least eighty years ago.

A very handsome boy, assistant at a tailor’s
(On Sundays an amateur athlete),
Was standing there with a parcel. He handed it
To someone of the house, and he took it inside
To fetch the receipt. The tailor’s assistant
Was left alone, and waited.

Albert Einstein 72 - lunch At Universal Studios With Charlie Chaplin

Charlie Chaplin whose real name was
Charles Chaplin, in his autobiography,
Gives a glowing account of his association
With Dr. Albert Einstein and his wife Elsa.

When Carl Laemmle of the Universal Studios
Informed Chaplin to say that Einstein was keen on
A meeting with him, Chaplin was delighted.
A lunch meeting was fixed at the Universal Studios.
Dr. Einstein came with his wife Elsa and his close associates

The Teen Flower Arranger

The Teen Flower Arranger

Decades ago I arranged flowers
not as my profession,
based upon my love of flowers

my assistant went back and forth
to deliver the flowers,
despite the oriental showers,

Cerebral Love

This poem is dedicated to Olfa Drid - who explores the beauty of Intellectual Love in many of her Poems.

The body is bounded by space and time,
Limited to four fixed dimensions.
The activities of physical love are bounded,
By the same four parameters.

Of course the courtesans would argue,
'The permutations are infinite,
Even if you limit it to twosomes

A Brief Introduction To My Thoughts (I'M Smiling, Darling, Not Whining)

Hi. The name is Lou.
Born in the land of the new moon,
raised in the Pearl of the Orient.
My Grandparents as my Parents,
My Parents as my Grandparents.
An outcast in the family,
treated like dirt, seen as a microbe.

Indie kid with an emo flare,
Teenage Angst mixed with cofee,

Pagani’s, November 8

Suddenly discovering in the eyes of the very beautiful
Normande cocotte
The eyes of the very learned British Museum assistant.

! Something For The Weekend? (2)

Friday mornings:

As I follow Eric the barber to the pay counter,
feeling scraped and trimmed and scented and almost younger,
we slip into a familiar ritual,
a little touch of theatre
which takes us briefly out of ourselves
or perhaps even into ourselves a little,
come to think of it:

- Brassed Off: : Humour

Sally bought a toothbrush holder made from gleaming brass
Solid, smooth and golden, it was really class
But she was loathe to spend long dreary hours
Buffing and shining it, after hefty scours

So she rejoiced to learn that the brass could be sprayed
With a film of plastic; she was amazed
And rushed off down to the nearest hardware store
To purchase the plastic that would eliminate this chore

That Damn Cupid

...who or which is the main topic of this site
in any season, let alone this one in the Northern hemisphere,
as the hormones stir a young man's fancy
and an old man's mind...

It's difficult I find, being a poet, and a scientist by training -
you want finality in the experimental results
but you love the constant mystery and beauty of the world,
never quite reached, never quite expressed.

What Kind Of Asian Are You?

So he said to me: 'What kind of Asian are you? '
And I said back: Well that's a loaded question, what do you expect me to be?
Because any way slice that egg-roll I'm still pretty much what you want to see
I've played many a far east stereotype
Awkward math genius
Cold and calculated Kung-Fu expert
Assistant to 'Dr Jones, you crazy! '
You want me to drive, how so?
I can give you Tokyo drift, Jeremy Lin, Mario Kart, Tiger woods and...
Blinker left on for almost half a mile

' What A Waste '

She walked towards me down our street
my fluttering heart missed a beat
My throat went dry I felt oh so shy
and my knees began to knock
She was the most beautiful thing
I had ever seen in a frock
I wanted to say “ hello “but nothing came
As though my voice box had gone lame.

I was besotted by her natural beauty

Exchange Of An Unsuitable Pet

In a little family group they stood
Aggrieved on the petshop floor.
“It bit me and me mam and our Gladys,
And ‘im, that boy by the door”.

The ferret dangled like a dishcloth,
Totally in disgrace
And listened appalled as its sins and shortcomings
Were paraded in front of its face.

The Description Of Tyburn

I Have heard sundry men oft times dispute
Of trees, that in one year will twice bear fruit.
But if a man note Tyburn, 'will appear,
That that's a tree that bears twelve times a year.
I muse it should so fruitful be, for why
I understand the root of it is dry,
It bears no leaf, no bloom, or no bud,
The rain that makes it fructify is blood.
I further note, the fruit which it produces,
Doth seldom serve for profitable uses:

The Lhc Collider At Cern- A Threat To The Entire Planet? -Maybe

Those of you who have followed my blogs on Einstein and Physics theory will recall that I frequently referenced CERN which is an international project near Geneva Switzerland which has as it's goal the re-creation of the conditions of the Big Bang.

The project, planned for years, first fired up in 2008 with mixed results and limited power and problems with the gigantic magnets which accelerate the particles. But, the multi-billion dollar project has drawn fire as the most dangerous tinkering in the history of the world and has been described as a threat to the entire planet. Lawsuits seeking to enjoin its operations have been filed.

' Underdog? '

The challenge is posted
a sure promotion is open
only two persons are noted
as both got Masters degree
and currently section heads

Such position qualifies anyone
bearing the basic requirements
that I have plus the experienced
working assistant to both contenders

The Conversation. A Tale

It always has been a thought discreet
To know the company you meet;
And sure there may be secret danger
In talking much before a stranger.
Agreed: what then? Then drink your ale;
I'll pledge you, and repeat my tale.

No matter where the scene is fix'd,
The persons were but oddly mix'd;
When sober Damon thus began,