"Destined Minds"

A Saturday Morning

drenched and cold and drab the mother be
as the gerni works it's way along the intrepid roofing sea
the boy man and father working side by side
the day is overcast as a shadow forboding over the men's ride

no longer the sweet sweet ride to Warawong winding
instead dressed in his surf wet suit binding
dreams their way down the steep descent and enjoy the lazy long weekend
of what such a day could have been to them

her fingers cold from damp wet cloths that spent all morning
dusting away the last remains of the red red dusty storm
her nostrils filled with uncomfortable dirt and dust
from the frenzy of cleaning and mopping up

load after load of washing done and hung on tiny lines inside
and ushered away the "insulation guys" for their word they did not abide

satisfied the outdoor patio all the pieces now in their place
clean and dry and even sparkling if you look not so closely with grace
the plants and ornaments all stare back amused by their new setting
but feeling


goodness this piece needs a lot of work - too much going on in my head at the moment.....