The Other Side of Zoo by Christine Anne Borra



Photo by Christine Anne Borra
Beautiful Lady
Melbourne Zoo memory



Have you stopped to think, I think not

Of how you look, looking in

from across the bars, who are the stars

of the animals living within?



Maybe it's the chimpanzees

or the Monkeys that you tease

or maybe the bear, that sways as your stare

or the hyena's, with their terrible grin?



Considered the peaceful Gorilla

who sit like stone cut pillar's

perfect manners displayed, for you here today

yet you treat them like criminal killers

Why you ooow and you arrr, beat your chest, shake the bars

you holler and hoot, you well mannered brute

and quiet they sit, taking it in

watching the show, despite the great din

Why your antic's are strange, despite all your brains

the dumb beastie's, can only conclude you're deranged

and here on the other side of the zoo

are you not concerned of what they think of YOU?

Melbourne trip 2011

Post Deng Cafe by Christine Anne Borra



The Post Deng Cafe
The start of the poem on my iphone

Lyrical and sweet
She calls us
From across the street
To eat

Specials, yes special
The cold wind
That blew us in
Must chill her
She has won us

Inside is pleasant
And hums
Smelling of
Exotic spice and warmth
I like this place
Of communion

Men sit on their own
Groups eat, sharing
We eat
Under a watchful eye
Guided by the Boss

Red rivers run
Above our heads
And glow in the light
And the Eagles
Mix with steamy
Dishes that delight

Too soon
It is time
To move on
From the street
That never
Ends

Melbourne Trip May 2011

The Worlds Last Sunrise?????? 21st May 2011

Sunrise Riverstone Terraces Upper Hutt
New Zealand 21 May 2011
Photograph Christine Anne Borra
copyright

My Sunrise Wednesday 11 May 2011

Sunrise Riverstone Terraces Upper Hutt New Zealand

Welcome to John Smallshaw

Un by John Smallshaw

John Smallshaw

I unwake

And unopen my eyes.

I unrealise what unlies inside.

Unrealism unties

An unkind kind of unbinding.
An unlook at unfinding
Unhappiness.
Unless and until
Unconsciousness.

Sliding by Christine Anne Borra

a golden summer evening

such rowdy kids

we all are yelling

LET'S GO

LET'S GO

get in the car

brothers and sisters and two hangers on

into the car quick

smallest one in the front

STOP YELLING!

sit on your sister's knee

we are nearly there

my mind travels up past all the houses

and we are there

get out the cardboard 

the boys have the biggest ones

and we climb and climb

it will be fun

so much fun

Dad waits at the bottom with his camera

he measures the light

he is ready

Ready steady

GO NOW!

and they are sliding

two friends fast together

down

down

faster and faster to Dad

click click click

that was a good one!

now for the little one

careful Mum says

not that high up

YAY YAY everyone will get a turn

we are so happy

and free and Mum is next YAY

Dad says

stand back this could get dangerous

and Mum laughs and we laugh

my turn

I am scared

but Dad is there and I run and jump

and I am sliding down the hill

I am sliding and I am free

as I slide to my Dad

click click click

and the dry grass smells like hay

and brown crickets bounce as we walk

and the sunlight falls red gold behind the hills

we run with our bare legs to the car

fish and chips for tea YAY

everyone can stay

and that was how it was

when we skinned our knees and stubbed our toes

 

The Border By Christine Anne Borra Lyrics