Mel From Melbourne - Music & Words

  Poetry competitions   So all the poetry competitions have entry fees The only way to get inside Yet it’s an inside job for academes Coz they can claim it on tax It’s part of the job I don’t have a job How do I pay? Only the poor man feel it Said Peter Tosh A poet is not a bureaucrat     Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

  Near Winter   Morning too beautiful to describe – Blank mind   --   The sky – A chemise on a small breasted woman   --   Soft blues & whites –   Black threads – Windless – Birds considering     Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

  When your nearest & dearest are paid professionals   Some days the rain falls in light rhythms Though the sky stares back blankly at you She cheered me up for a time With her unexpected beauty inner & outer Until the spell ended & she was just doing her job Some people do their job with love It just emanates from them, it’s in the eyes, the ears She was one could’ve been a carer from any nation You can’t teach that, some just have it She listened as is the way & when I asked her If I could ask her questions, I blushed Because what I wanted to say would’ve opened me up Far deeper than my psychiatric biographic list of disasters My social worker, on meeting her for the first time When your nearest & dearest are paid professionals     Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

  Two things in late Autumn   Two things in late Autumn First was it Hans Hoffman who warned Jackson Pollock that because he didn’t work from nature but from the unconscious he would be doomed to repeat himself, or Clement Greenberg, or someone else? David? Anyway the point is made. Second I was neglectful of my greyhound Rhonda, I didn’t know why she was so restless & only much later did it twig that she was cold without her jacket, greyhounds don’t have much fat or fur on them, I feel like a prick. On the first cut up sound piece I’ve made in months & months I feel like I’m pastiching myself going through the motions, I may BE nature Jackson as you replied but yunno you ran out of momentum too, when one develops a style the adventure is all over & it’s time to take up tennis. On the second I’ve been very self absorbed with grief & depression, so much loss over the last few years, but the dogs are in my care & I should read the signs more quickly, Rhond

  When life gets dark/Shaun the Sheep   When life gets dark & deep down with the blues Don’t feel like talkin Don’t feel like walkin Shaun the Sheep gets you through   It doesn’t cure you exactly But it gets you to laughing Universal laughter & pathos The world ain’t all bad Coz we made Shaun the Sheep   The pigs are mean The farmer is stingy But the sheep & the dog understand When life’s too dark It lights a little spark Good old Shaun the Sheep Is the ‘safe’ man     Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

  One into Two   We say things we don’t mean To hurt loved ones Rather than confess Our pain & fears   & so we live a lie Loving in bad faith Because we cannot trust another Since the very first day There was two   The devil taught us to play games In honour of his son Mammon   & so divorces end in false recriminations When the love is still there Despite a separated future The world teaches us to end divided As we start   At times finding togetherness We divide the minute we see The mask/face of the other   Love best proceeds in darkness The illumined is to be viewed skeptically     Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.