bewhiskered bedraggled bewildered
sways across the intersection
grabs an old beer can from the gutter
no wonder perth’s such a tidy city we say
even the vagrants pick up litter
ecstatically he lifts
the tyre battered relic
sips the last drips
wipes his lips tosses it away
our bus roars with laughter
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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'.
