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Is this the end of Faith?

(11.11 am   7th March 2003)  

 

amongst the threats

(no regrets)

Mesopotamia’s verdant fields

about to be trodden by US heels…

 

a break from balletic visuals

three second take-off’s

while Kitty Hawk

danced on the waves

below

 

‘Adam Faith has died

at the age of 62’

after stage performance

a heart attack

such a trooper

parading…

performing…

 

 Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

(Work in Progress:  ‘Sketching in Ireland’.)

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #SketchingInIreland  #Poetry  #WarPoems  #WrittenInIreland  #AdamFaith

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There’s no place for love at this time in my life.

I envy those who achieve the balance of need.

Opportunities ignored in the interest of safe-ness,

flying toward my ability’s determined focus.

 

Children gone in their own living-dreams direction,

their lessons learnt and heeded.  My job’s complete.

Is this my way of avoiding the ‘empty nest’ syndrome;

gathering materials for comfort as I settle to old age?

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

(1st Pub. “Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey”, Ireland 2003)

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #HiddenCapacity  #LovePoems  #Romance

 

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I can hear the sea outside my window

and the beat of the waves against the sand.

 

The glimpse of your face in the shadows,

tears down my cheek, splashing on my hand.

 

My paper’s all covered with lines that I write

trying to express what countless poets have said..

 

To put into different words how I fight the emptiness

of my room and the loneliness ahead.

 

I’m making my own unhappiness as punishment

for leaving you because I was proud

 

Waiting for a letter you may have sent,

trying to be happy with what surrounds.

 

There’s nothing that means very much to me. 

What I want I can’t have – I did it to myself.

 

You’re not to blame because you couldn’t see

how serious all the little things were, that I felt, to me.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 1974

(1st pub; “Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey” Ireland, 2003.)

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #HiddenCapacity  #Poems  #Romance

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Saw this painting on Facebook by Linda Ibbotson and was inspired.

Ebb and Flow

Emotion clash

Blood pumps

Heart bursts

 

Power jars

Merging still

Pulled apart

 

Ebb and flow

Jealousy bite

Clash churns

 

Fusion of fear

Feeling cold

Losing faith

 

Sunset heat

Passions pale

Discard love

 

Piercing pain

Clutch and stab

Empty hands

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #LindaIbbotson  #ArtAsTheSpark  #SeaPoem

 

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“Buy experience, not things.”

Today, Zambia is celebrating 50 years of independence – 24th October 2014 and I can’t help singing to myself – her 1st President Kenneth Kaunda’s signature song: Tiyende Pamodzi :   “Let’s go together in harmony.”

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I’m still torn between my idyllic childhood in the center of Africa, Northern Rhodesia now Zambia and Perth, Western Australia where I’ve been ever since leaving ‘home’.

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Mana Pools, Zambezi River.

They say, once you’ve crossed the mighty Zambezi River  you’ll always return. I haven’t yet. I keep in ‘touch’ though, with many friends who have or who also miss ‘home’ and enjoy sharing wonderful memories.

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Lowdown Magazine is written by Heather Chalcraft who takes amazing photos of Zambia now.  This is the Flamboyant or Flame Tree, the sight of which takes me back to Kitwe and Lusaka as quickly as Jacarandas do.

In fact, my man and I reunited on the Great North Road website after 28 years and have been married for 10, so I owe Zambia a great debt for a wonderful childhood, fantastic memories and now, my happiness.

Tiyende Pamodzi…

Your 50 Zambian years means I am 50 years older.

I was at school when you became independent

but your Independence triggered my own at 14.

Not wanting to repeat a year I had just finished,

I refused and found myself a job, instead. My

idyllic childhood safe in Mother Africa’s arms

meant we learnt young to be strong, resilient

finding our own way through the jungle.  Confident,

courageous and convinced of our immortality.

I blossomed in your sunshine and freedoms.

As pioneers we knew we could turn our hands

to whatever was required to get the job done.

And we did.  During the struggles, shortages

were a given but ever resourceful we shared,

surviving together.  The best lesson for life.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014

#FrancesMacaulayForde   #Zambia50th    #POEM:Tiyende Pamodzi  #Africa  #Zambia  #NorthernRhodesia  #Poems  #Independence  #Freedom

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For those who didn’t go to Jessica McCallum’s linked pages in yesterday’s post, I thought I would share the other poem written to her second painting in the set.

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KEPT

Here I am, waiting for your touch,

pulling down the sun – shouting

screaming to be heard above

white noise; direct lines dedicated,

servers on your world wide web.

I feel the electric zings tingling

finger tips to toes, turn my cheek

expecting the slap as you run away…

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2009

#FrancesMacaulayForde    #ARTISTJessicaMcCallum   #POEM:Kept  #ArtAsTheSpark  #JessicaMcCallum  #Love  #HoldingLove  #Poems  #LovePoem

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ACT 1:  This poem “Desertification”  1st appeared in the 2007 anthology  of Fellowship of Australian Writers WA  “Lines in the Sand”, on page 28.

ACT 2:  Also that year, I was flattered to be asked to read it at the launch of John Kinsella‘s “Shades of the Sublime and Beautiful” published in 2008 by Fremantle Press,  together with Dennis Haskell and Glen Phillips, in the University of WA bookshop.    There was a video taken that night but I can’t get it to upload here…

ACT 3:   This poem inspired a young poet Marlia Douglas to write her own poem with the same title.   I found all this out when Marlia turned up at one of my Poets Corner events.

She just happened to be in the State Library when it was on, and poked her head in to listen.  As host I was constantly looking out for new poets and convinced her to read in the Open Mic section.

Marlia said her poem had been inspired by Frances Macaulay Forde’s poem of the same name and didn’t even realize I had just introduced her to the audience.   They were mostly regulars and applauded loudly when they heard her comment knowing she didn’t know who I was.

Her version of the poem later appeared in INDIGO JOURNAL Vol3  (2010) which also included another of my poems “My Life as a Sari”

ACT 4:   This is a recording of the poem I did a few years ago.

 

desertification

 

before cultivation the water flowed

bouncing on leaves falling falling

to pool on fertile forest floor below

 

before cultivation the water flowed

flora bursting with life and clean air

jostling for sunspace canopy flirting

 

before cultivation the water flowed

we didn’t listen as we ploughed

clearing tree roots to feed fields

 

before cultivation the water flowed

now encrusted salt lusts after land

no sweetness here just bitter dry sand

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2007

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #Desertification  #Poems  #Environment  #Australia  #John Kinsella  #Glen Phillips  #Dennis Haskell  #poets

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Left Field

Lined up like the Waterford cows,

metal bodies glitter in an Irish field.

 

Their black rubber circles squelch

acres of reconstituted bovine cud.

 

A Friesian audience has gathered

to ruminate on two-legged animals

 

with red and white coats, running

and hurling a stone to each other

 

between showers, near Carol’s Cross.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #LeftField  #Hurley  #Ireland  #Waterford  #poems

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(This is my handsome hubby loving his new city.)

Found this video of a plane landing in Perth in 2009… it shows how magnificent the Swan River is, winding it’s way around our coastal city.

 

Bask

 

Perth work-block inhabitants

cannot tolerate strike of sun,

exposure to western beams.

 

Tinted against brilliant light,

private selves hide in calm

shaded corners of enterprise,

 

covering their skins in suit black

to fade into a corporate culture,

with intentional severity

 

they gaze down on convention centre

white elephant surfboard roof

longing for blue coast freedom.

 

I say: “At the end of day, joyfully

cast off those dark business mantles

and bask in the glorious sunset!”

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2006

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #PerthCity  #PerthWA  #CitySlickers  #Poems  #PerthPoem

 

 

 

 

 

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I hear my world better

when there are no words

 

closed library eyes see

eddying images churn

before being controlled

writing a new narrative

 

It’s kind of safer than

letting reality intrude

 

chapters re-positioned

shaded recollections

able-body paradigm

altered to glimmer

 

I require the world to

turn on my direction

 

allowed in silence

truths register deep

interpolated origins

finally recognized

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #Quiet  #poem  #writing  #WAWriters

 

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