You Know Who You Are

Coming at me sideways
from an unexpected source
We quickly struck a chord
of shared experience
Across the web of bits and bytes
A cyber friendship
In the making...

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So good to be back

Even as I flew over

the patterned fields

the love returned.

England,

Ancestral home

Point of departure

place of places.

Green fields not paddocks,

meeting with friends.

We left Heathrow,

Mark and I,

my younger brother by hours

not days,

and dallied by the Thames

at Runymede

home of the Magna Carta

Friends are what makes

life bearable, memorable

and fun.

Thanks Mark

my friend

and fellow traveller...

Qatar Poems - Leaving Friend

He sold the idea to me
Come to Qatar
Great place
Great people.

I left the green land
of Aotearoa
and came to Qatar
dry desert
with it's own charm.

Now he is going back
he has had enough
Leaving for Australia
Home of the kangaroo
wattle and gum tree.

Go well my friend
remember us
in our hour
of need.

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Proust is my Friend

Proust is my friend
Speaking to me
In his verbose and
Convoluted way.

There is a richness
In his silent utterances
Arising from the pages
Of his opus
That speak to me
Causing a heartfelt response.