Undesirable

The day is glorious

Bathed in angelic light

Just being sun soaked

Could make most smile

Not me, not I

I stay inside

Digging my nails in my arm

Wishing the sun would hide

So that I may venture out

Unnoticed

Inconspicuous

The undesirable know their place

Sheltered and dark

Separate from beauty

Struggling for identity

That will cover up the shame

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Egomaniac

with every coffee you drink

it’s funny to think

it’s all for your Instagram

and all the pretty girls

that slip from your grasp

oh how they laugh

and say they dodged a bullet

because you’re full of it

you’re scared of fading out

as a forgotten soul

blurring into commitment

not filling that hole

you prefer the drama

it makes you feel important

so you can say life is hard

oh poor you

with your edgy Polaroids

thriving in your fake misery

your relationship f**k-ups

are simply future conversation points

at another back yard party

own your bullshit

don’t drag others down with it

 

 

 

Mirror Conversations

Look at me.

At my ticked eyeliner.

My smokey eye-shadow.

Contoured cheek bones.

Lacquered lips.

Curled lashes.

Sharp eyebrows.

I did all this for you.

I did it so you’d think I’m pretty.

Not that you think being pretty is an important trait in relation to your personality.

Being pretty won’t fulfill your sense of achievement as you grow.

You don’t even care what anyone else really looks like.

Unfortunately, you have this built in need to receive approval from everyone else.

Particularly men.

You’re not pretty on the inside if you rely so heavily on materialism.

You’re right…

I know…

I’m still going to wear makeup.

I know.

raw

go blank to your responsibilities
look into the eyes of the one you speak for
do it every night
acquaint yourself with your impression
you abuse what you are unsure of
when you should be pointing at privileges
let your sweat speak
your blood leak
when words do not carry a connection
we hide nakedness
we hide raw

Patriotism

Some might say: “What’s the harm of a little patriotism?” You live in a beautiful country and you should be extremely proud right?

There is nothing wrong in loving the country you live in, but you should love it for the right reasons.

On Australia Day many Australians wear the ‘Southern Cross’ and the classic yellow and green. They get boozed up and parade the streets. It’s a celebration that can (and has quite often) led to disgraceful behaviour. When I was a bit younger, I remember walking with my family down to the foreshore to watch the fireworks. On the walk home a car had hit someone, not fatally but enough to trigger other people climbing aboard the car and banging on the windows.

Only just this year one of my best friends was driving to a party we were at. She was parked at some traffic lights when a group of drunken men started shouting at her and one of them threw a beer bottle straight through her back windshield shattering the glass. She was absolutely petrified and ended up not celebrating that night.

In that respect, I don’t feel proud.

Recently, I was shown a poem written by the great Australian Phillip Adams called ‘I Love This Bloody Country’. It is a sort of parody of Dorothea Mackellar’s poem ‘My Country’ (http://www.dorotheamackellar.com.au/archive/mycountry.htm). Which to me was amazing because only a week earlier I had written something relatively similar. If you aren’t Australian it will be hard to understand a lot of the references, but it’s a well written piece of satire and…well…it speaks a lot of truths:
http://www.theaustralian.com.au/news/features/i-love-this-bloody-country-a-heartfelt-poem/story-e6frg8h6-1227000096302?nk=ef412ad6bd7a689d623f441ce1e3751e

Here is what I had written in the style of a diminished hexaverse. It is nowhere as good as Phillip’s but the content is of the same theme:

The Land of Oz-Straya

Our sunburnt country
Is a sight to see.
Vast empty deserts.
Vibrant rainforests.
Secluded beaches.

Just ignore the
โ€˜Boganโ€™ pride, slight
Racism, and
Tony Abbott.

Who are we?
Pioneers?
Invaders?

Straya!
Gโ€™day,

Mate.

I don’t want to seem like I hate my country. It has a lot of faults but it is my home and it’s not all bad. I will leave you with a link to a Joelistics song (Aussie rapper) which presents Australia in a much more positive way:

His lyrics are fantastic, but the video is what makes this memorable for me. A bunch of Aussies were asked to record snippets of things they thought represented Australia. The result was myriad of images that reminded me of the things I think are beautiful.