Up For Grabs

April 17, 2017



Morning Walk


I went out into the world

with a world draped around


my shoulders. Dark

misshapen, crooked


and monstrous. Full of wars

and rumours of wars.


I came back with a world

in my pocket.


Ready to tee off

the day.


About the size of a new

shiny golf ball



the dimples.



Jeff Guess                              page 9


Up for Grabs


At exactly 6.42am

every morning


I collide smoothly

with the Gawler to Adelaide train


as it slides just beneath my feet

on Railway Bridge


but we are such opposites

the train so pedestrian


and predictable

knows its own lights and stations


an unchanging timetable

whereas my steps from here


are capricious and impulsive

I make my own beginnings and endings.


Jeff Guess                              page 10




This morning

the kookaburras


are taking over the morning

their beaky laughter


an antidote

to this dry hot morning


their birdsong

a long chuckle


of intransitive verbs

hitting on the noun


for something

some have given up hope for


cold dark mornings

with rain on the glass.



Jeff Guess                              page 80


©Jeff Guess 2017

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