Meanderings 2017-2020
Words and pictures from my Facebook

8 April 2017
One love. There's no other way.
10 April 2017
INSOLENCE
The praise of winter's wispy ways
Does hark of hardship, hooch and haze
As Sol salutes us out in space
The Earth rebirths while keeping pace
The urchin's worth discerned from murk
She mooches fruitlessly away
In nought but turquoise chains and skirts
Still yet to see wear turn to waste
As liquor's sipped from cracklin' lips
Some swill remains in bottles drained
A mix of sadness, smoke and spit
Her pretty pout does mask the pain
And if she now should bask in rain
And wait for Sol's renewing rays
She might unlock her spirit's cage
To find the world did feel the same!
She spirals deeper into rage
"They lied!" She cries, "they are not saved!"
A mask on every monkey's face
Their honour, humour, hubris fake
She ponders by an icy lake
The world has wrecked us, wreaked our fate
So shiv the mirror, watch it break!
She whispers soft in winter's wake
She is now warmer than the blaze
Her face forlorn, her mask erased
A storm the one thing left to wage
To warn the world of reckless craze
The ripple now becomes the wave
There is so little left to say
In death's embrace be now unswayed
May worship nurture nature's grace

11 July 2018
PAX
Beluga, beluga
What went through ya when ya ate caviar with Putin?
Buffalo, buffalo
Never make a cameo at a rodeo
Did ya taste the stew they're serving on the patio?
Ballistics, figures of linguistics
Sure I dance through the sky, lifted
Wouldn't we all die for a glimpse of a good death
If it existed?

7 September 2018
BOOR’S LAMENT
The bus pulled up at Woolworths
My canvas bags in hand
I clambered down, repressed a frown
And went to buy some land
I work for this here easement
It never lets me leave
I cleave the soil, believe in toil
And pilfer, peace by peace
The ledgers of the merchants
Inform of my grim dance
I am the dead the dark found lurking
Hunger my romance
Heaven wouldn’t have me back
Hell said nothing’s vacant
So I returned to haunt the earth
Lurch, and lay the pavement
I brush my rusted cufflinks
The stars have formed a stack
Life is a dream I interrupted for a midnight snack






17 April 2019
I think about my youth and I remember so much joy. I have to thank my parents and my family so much for that. When I was really young, the feeling in the world for me was that joy was everywhere.

16 July 2019
Space heater? I thought that was a ray gun!

24 July 2019
I love my girl Sam, I love my Mum and Dad and my sister Britt, i love my dog Maggie, I love my grandparents, my aunts and uncles (blood or otherwise), I love my cousins, I love my family far and wide, I love my friends, I love my acquaintances, I love everyone here on Facebook, I love everyone in the world (even the people doing wrong, that is between them and whatever they answer to), I love the trees (Earth's insulation system), I love the rivers, I love the mountains and the valleys, I love the plains and the deserts, I love the bogs and the impasses, I love the lakes and the seas and the oceans, I love the fires of the volcano and the winds of the tornado and the fire and the wind of the bushfires, I love the joy and success, I love the pain and suffering, I love the love, I love the hate, I love the music, I love the relentless violence and oppression, I love the endless assault, I love the war of attrition, I love the struggle for grace over power, I love capitalism, I love communism, I love extremism, I love environmentalism, I love patience, I love mental patients, I love purity, I love sanctity, I love horror, I love depravity, I love gravity, I love magnetism, I love the nucleus, I love the bomb, I love the bullet, I love the blade, i love the being, I love you, and I hope we all get through this together. (edited for vanity's sake...I love myself xo)
8 August 2019
Whatever follows cannot be stilled
The sea makes rain for rivers filled
And salt retained bucks not her build
She is not drained even if spilled
1 December 2019
Whatever burns cannot be bought
The sea makes rain for rivers sought
And salt retained's a grim retort
The spit from lips of sentience caught
1 December 2019
Once there was this builder and he was looking everywhere for a place to build his vision, a massive tower. He thought he had found a place so he started trying to cut some lumber for the foundations. But he forgot to use the safety switch, and as the diamond edged blade sliced the hard, splintery log he accidentally blinded himself!! Sharp pieces of the serrated edge broke off and embedded themselves inches from the builder's brain. When he got to the hospital (he couldn't drive or find his phone and he didn't want to shout and cause a fuss so he had to feel his way there along the footpath) he spoke with the doctor who said there wasn't much he could do as the injury was extensive and had happened four hours earlier. So he popped the builder down on a spare gurney and held him as he wept. They were afraid the builder would never be a builder again. The doctor suddenly had a great idea. There was a hospital development being planned on an empty block across the road. He could find work for the builder as a consultant, surely. It might not be a tower, but the builder would contribute to saving sick kids by working on the development. The doctor gently guided the builder out the door and gestured across the road and said: "Look, my friend...now that's a site for Saw Eyes."
24 December 2019
It
1 January 2020
Fireworks sound like a firefight. There is no peace in my heart unless I say this: something must come before self-preservation if we are to save ourselves. Put yourself out there and please spread these words: we must all come together under one roof, with one glass of water and one meal provided by one darling mother. We must share our shelter. We must share our food and water. Bring us all together please. Happy New Year.
7 January 2020
Just want to say big love to all the people in this country, in this world, we are all going through big things right now but the best way to get through it is together. So just know you have my love and support, always here for you beautiful people here on Facebook, love your work and stay strong. We aren't going to let the forces of hate and separation keep us apart. One Earth, one Love, one Life.
22 January 2020
The hierophant spoke highly of me
Sycophants went psycho on me
Elephants did elevate their trunks
And trumpet songs of thunder
Passing 'round the pepperoni
Dishes done, the couch is lonely
Brothers born for life can know
This family ain't torn asu
-Saint
21 January 2020
Don't let me catch you unaware
The light is dumb to raid the lair
So I've sent salmon for the bear
When lunch is done, love is still there ❤
28 January 2020
Don't let you stress the petty stuff
The dark is bold to wear the rough
So I've sent diamonds off the cuff
When time is lost, love is enough ❤
30 January 2020
If it's all about the coal
How can she be whole?
If she's burnt for the shoal
The fish holds what role?
5 February 2020
"You surely are misled to rouse"
The big man said unto the mouse
The mouse spoke back, his whiskers doused:
"One love, one meal, one world, one house"
5 February 2020
The bird burst forth from the tree
She beholded what was scolded, then she said to me:
"Why should I fly if God has forsaken me?"
I said, "Never forget you must live relentlessly"
I got picked up on this one - apparently 'beholded' is not a word...
5 February 2020
A little turtle sat next to a myrtle tree
And what he learnt took almost eternity
And when he left he felt sad like always
But this time his doubt had gone away
14 February 2020
NO CHALICE
Dement the shallow chattels
The rent due months ago
Cement the new age battles
As rightly plundered so
Earth Mother hides her sorrows
She quietly holds on hope
The dog rat shyly borrows
For one more shot of dope
The two cross paths at twilight
The son sinks at sunrise
The daughter flaunts her highlights
In front of fluttered eyes
The rest of us are restless
Impatient with the dawn
The darkness tries to best us
But we're still holding on
The queen ant stays nonchalant
She seeks greater balance
Her future goes on and on
Amidst the night hawk's talons
14 February 2020
The anarchists have the most faith in humanity
Even if the plenary would disarm them uncannily
I approach the individual warily
But open my arms and embrace without vanity
20 March 2020
The bird came down from the tree
She gave what she saved, then she said to me
"Why should I fly if God has grounded me?"
I said "Never forget you must live resoundingly"
20 March 2020
So life went on, dull as it does
In ochre, ashes and chaos
I went to work, out in the dust
Through ancient brooks a glimmer struck
Reminded me of Dreamtime songs
Amidst the burnt and unturned stones
A serpent slides on, one with us
Shepherding the old and young
The nectar of that billabong
I woke up one night drenched in sweat
A bullet's eye was my vision
I plunged into my brother's chest
At least I held him as he died
I told him this won't be the end
There is a place for all of us
With milky tea and sweetened bread
He coughed and gasped and whispered last
I closed his eyes and held his head
At least I held him as he died
I told him this won't be the end
Some nerve got the praetor
Who front like the Creator
My brother went down to the station
Signed a paper, and said "see you later"
Since war was his destiny
I never told him what he meant to me
But the mystery owes no debt to me
In death we are as close as we're meant to be
The Rainbow Serpent served at Gallipoli
28 March 2020
Adam said to Eve, "I'll work hard to please ya"
Lucifer said, "I gotta love ya and leave ya"
God stubbed His toe and the world had a seizure
Lo, foresight makes a poor anesthesia
28 March 2020
St Peter thumbed the rolls and grumbled
The young poet ran up the steps and stumbled
The gates did rattle and the thunder rumbled
They both reached for the same pen and fumbled
16 April 2020
STILL NOT A FISH
So the whale said to the wave:
"You cannot sell what you don't save"
The salty shore was sure to split
The shyster from the sage
A storm came 'round
And washed them down
And both did run aground
With stinging eyes, the whale did cry:
"I can't rely on deals run dry"
As waves lapped palely at his tail
The beast released a sigh
So folks recalled a narrative
And held his flipper by the tip
And ushered him beyond the drip
To freedom from the winsome whip
A hopeless wish
That all such fish
Might call it what it is
20 April 2020
Thank the Romans for romance
And bellum romanum
If your socks don't dance
Darn 'em!
29 May 2020
The harlequin danced a jig on the badge
Of liberty trashed, a cop did cadge
A flower, and tossed it into the void
Rest In Power George Floyd
2 June 2020
Heel the tide (heal the tied)
Beat the heart
Reave the dried
Wheel the cart
2 June 2020
If it's not in your benefit
Who absorbs the deficit?
Moon is black, the sunrise plum
Karma comes sooner for some
2 June 2020
Be the spear that pierced Xerxes' cheek
Eat the beef Nero spilled on the street
Drink the whine of the sirens you hear
When we all die, flow to the same weir
3 June 2020
You can't have it slick
The bricks are too cold
Build a temple with a wick
And let it burn bold
11 June 2020
28 BARS
13 June 2020
Yesterday marked 3 years since my Pop, John Miles, passed away in the presence of his lifelong love Nanna and those of his family that managed to make it there at short notice.
The morning that day started like any other. It was a Monday and I went to work. Then I got a call from Mum and Dad saying Pop was going to hospital and it wasn't looking good. My Director at the time agreed to let me leave work, even though I told her it would probably be okay. Marg Byrne, I still appreciate you for that.
I got to the Redland Bay Hospital by 10 or 11 in the morning and we all visited Pop. There wasn't much to determine if he was going to be staying longer or leaving. We sat in the room with Pop for a couple of hours, unsure. Dad and I went to the cafe for lunch around 2. Then we got a call from Mum.
We came back and everyone was standing around the bed. Pop's breathing had grown hoarse and irregular. The next bit is hard to remember, but there was a moment where we all knew, I think, that he had passed. The nurse was there, not much she could do. It wasn't like the movies where the ECG flatlines. He just faded away, his breaths growing further and further apart. It hurt, but I am grateful that I could be there. He had battled Parkinson's Disease among other ailments for many years, but he was still with us to the end, supporting us from a corporal prison, even though his mouth could hardly expel the wisdom his mind held.
I wrote this poem before we lost Pop. I always knew it was about him but I never really got a chance to read it to him or see what he thought about it. I think he probably would've thought it was all a bit too much about him. He was a man of strong values and direct words.
During his career, he administrated the hospital at Southport. There came a time when the government changed and he was given the choice between asking a colleague and fellow hospital administrator to resign, or resigning himself. He took the fall.
I guess I wrote this poem because I felt that he was wronged. I don't know if he would really see it that way. I think this poem ended up on the funeral papers but I never read it out loud. Whether or not the words are really how Pop would describe himself, they capture the hero I saw in him. (The title is the motto of the State government of Queensland, and means 'bold but faithful'.)
Love you Pop.
AUDAX AT FIDELIS
It's not a curse or spiteful chain
That binds me to this humble spot
Incongruous with flight or pain
I am the man that fate forgot
A fool runs shepherd on some fools
Secure between a fold and crook
No coward sharper than his tools
The bark is bolder than the book
Of light and charming elements
I worshipped earth and sea and sky
These clouds my growing testament
I shall be with them when I die
In my last days, I need my sleep
So see me sweet in glad repose
To vault this world a mighty leap
I lived the life a champion chose
17 July 2020
DEFENCE MECHANISM
Hack the passage of time
Deny it's all a dream
Make the tide turn on a dime
It's all about self-esteem
Stand up for the down-trodden
Cower the bullies too
Work until your brow is sodden
It all falls down on you
27 July 2020
FIRST STEPS
The willow weak, the frond a-frayed
Dont dwell on gremlins, gentiles bade
A plague on all your houses made
First crucify, if not, first aid
The bough did break and angels prayed
The babe would fall, a sojourn brave
And strike the soil with footsteps weighed
A flightless bird, a grace unpaid
17 August 2020
FOR MAGGIE
Maggie, rest your shaggy head
There's fields to run where you now tread
Zoom, sweet girl, I'm running too
The leash is loosed, the sky is blue
The time will come - we'll visit you
One by one, remade anew
We'll go for walks in sunset's cradle
And eat from the same table

22 September 2020
SEEKER
He ran until his feet were raw
His stomach plump, his liver swelled
He couldn't unsee what he saw
His life monument felled
The solitary sleuth seeks on
The night, the light rescinds
Ride the chthonic zephyr long
Sail fair on devil winds
1 October 2020
UNTITLED
The signs can be seen
But aren't always heeded
The rhymes have a scheme
But aren't always needed
You deserve providence
Respect and purpose
You might not get it
But believe it's worth believing that we might all love our neighbours one day ❤
7 October 2020
The wily GOAT was a wild one
Fished so much they call him the net prophet
Then one day slipped to the horizon
Now he sheds light like a power socket



27 November 2020
If my heart were a house
There would be no rooms
There would be no roof
And at high noon
There would be no shadow
Let light dance along time's arrow
So that we may enjoy the view
If my heart were a house
I'd build it for you 😘
26 December 2020
GREAT DISTRIBUTOR
27 December 2020
BOXING WITH JESUS
Thanks for having a look! I hope you enjoyed my meanderings. It's been quite a journey and it's not over yet. I just want to say thanks to all of my family and friends for your support over the years. Plenty more to come...
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Ben Honan
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