See No Evil

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Tell me: “Why is your forehead so damp?”
“Well, the Huns are encircling the camp –
Consequently I sweat.”
“Oh we’ve lots of time yet –
So stop worrying – snuff out the lamp.”

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Noosa Forest on a Wet Afternoon

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{During a short stay at Noosa Hospital}

On fallen leaves the falling raindrops splash.
The undergrowth is green, it glistens wet.
The ocean’s waves, I hear their muffled crash
On distant rocks and beach. A spider’s net
Shines like a silver brooch with diamonds set –
A beaded web where insects fear to tread.
Reclining at its centre, black as jet,
Except for that alluring flash of red
Upon her back – the spider in her bed;
While round her glint the hollowed husks of prey.
The rain keeps falling from a sky of lead.
On high the lorikeets on branches play.
I head back to my room – it’s getting late.
The redback beckons to her tiny mate.

The Shadow

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The shadow lurks beneath your consciousness.
Go meet him, for he is your primal mate;
Engage with this dark archetype innate.
For your persona he could not care less,
And this he will quite willingly confess.
In order that you reach a stronger state
Your darkness and your light must integrate;
It isn’t wise, your shadow to suppress.
It’s best that you confront your darker side
To understand your capabilities
And realize potential waiting there.
Until you do, he deep within will hide,
While conscious self will try its best to please,
By being nice, agreeable and fair.

Troy Story – an inside job

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Resourceful Lord Odysseus, pray tell –
What is your plan to cause the fall of Troy?
For as you know, the war does not go well;
What tactics are you seeking to employ?
What trickery, what subterfuge, what ploy,
Have you, clever Odysseus, designed?
What cunning plan? What means will you deploy?
Odysseus – what do you have in mind?
So spoke Odysseus: “Priam is blind.
Achaeans wait without, but safe within
Troy’s stout defences, patiently, our kind,
Who went there long ago and settled in,
Now wait, embedded – an imposing force;
I call these warriors my Trojan Horse.“