In the heat of all your own passions

Don’t forget, my friend,

To tend to your own garden too.

For when your road must come to an end

On looking back, you shouldn’t find

That weeds have overrun the seeds

That you had sown with such tender love and care.

What good is it then

If closer home your saplings lie burnt

In the scorching heat of your daily obsessions,

But further afield lie the Edens of your…

A faceless Judas betrayed me-

Left me standing in the dock

Over a comment made in the heat of a moment.

I was no Jesus so I could not tell it was to happen.

What was your trade in silver?

Faceless- I'm shooting silver bullets in the dark.

When you stuck your knife in deep,

Did you rehearse my burial?

I'm alive you know!

The caged wounded lion is sometimes…

The ambulance glides to a halt

Flashing lights form strange shadows

On surrounding window panes

of blinded, anxious neighbours.

Uniformed-They step out in frightening unison,

Armed the genii of  medical marvels'

and rush in through the open door.

Inside, inert-gasping on the floor

lies one in the throes of the final…

The microphone jack is pink.
The headphone jack is green.
The eye jack is the monitor.
The finger jack's the keys.

My right eye's bloodshot
turning blue.
I wonder what
it smells like
to you.

Sydney Poetry has a tumblr sydneypoetry.tumblr.com and we're looking for someone to join the team as tumblr editor.

What you must have is a particular love of reading Australian poetry.

You may already have your own tumblr and you most likely use…

Bernard William…

Ed: A ball calling for a very big foot.

Now, while the Rugby World Cup is dominating the world’s sporting news, we must use the opportunity to wrest back the word football from our soccer rivals. Soccer (Association…

"Embrace the poetic essence [today] in all forms of daily life."*

Nibble my earlobe. You are welcome to slip in the tongue if you wish.

A unique way to share your views, have your say, and show someone special.

Do you think you have nothing of value to say? Whisper me my sweet.

An open ear is all it takes to get creative juices flowing.

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Speak, Scream or Howl, The Australian Poetry Slam is the chance of a life time to share your stroies with Australia and the world. 

First off is the thrill.

Off wondering who will

Believe in this madness

Lose them self in sadness

See it from a different angle…

Sydney-based "New Trad Journal" project is just getting off the ground. Now's the time to get involved. From the about page:

"The New Trad journal will be an ongoing experiment in contemporary engagement with traditional, especially ancient, literary forms....[It is] by vigorous encounters with its roots, both creatively and critically, that culture is refreshed."

Aiming for first issue early 2012. Poets and scholars sought:…

Just found Sydney Poetry through a Dransfield photograph which I posted on my poetry blog. If you are interested in underground or outlaw poetry check it out here: http://georgedanderson.blogspot.com

I'm interested in reviewing more Australian poets. Contact me through my blog if you have some appropriate material.