Twilight
candle glow
glitter of stars
clink crystal glasses
see the bubbles rise
stroke the long stem
baubles and glass birds.
Wax lyrical about Christmas
before the reaper scythed his crop.
Mr Rat white scarf gloves and tail
rustles through the bouganvillias
on the trellis over our heads
dips his bowler
and scurries to his rendezvous
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I've reached the age of flamboyance and bling.I love Classical FM, Jazz, French chansons, French movies, SBS Documentaries and Wednesdays with my Women Writers Critique Group at the NSW Writers Centre.I've published short stories and the occasional article. My novel/'faction on nursing in the 20th Century,' BLACK STOCKINGS WHITE VEIL - A TALE OF ADVERSITY, TRIUMPH AND ROMANCE AT ROYAL PRINCE ALFRED HOSPITAL'- was a Finalist in the 2009 Indie Book Awards. I've critiqued a second fictional family memoir, 'SONGS FROM HEAVEN', and am working through a third, 'GOING HOME'.
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An exquisite glimpse of ambience splendid. You are such a gem, Decima.
Love, John and Rosslyn