By Julia Vaughan

Heartache

Victorian rivers flooding as far as you can see
Lodden, Ovens, Broken, Maribyrnong, and Campapse
Sandbags fail at the substation
Centres open for evacuation
Sodden kangaroos, SES rescues at Seven Creeks

Victorian rivers flooding as far as you can see
Third la Nina in a row, the ground's saturated completely
Seething rivers Kiewa, Yarra, King, and Avoca
Too late to evacuate Mooroopna
Catchments at over 100 percent capacity

11 to 16 metres above the arbitrary zero
Flood markers disappear under a floating Mondeo
Don't, just don't drive through
Don't, just don’t paddle down in your canoe
There’s only danger, exhaustion, heartache, and heroes

As If Stones

Sticks and stones?
Words that do hurt
More than stones could bruise

How do you measure bruises on your heart?

I’ve now grown
Ever more alert
To words that accuse

It’s never, ever too hard, too late to start

Be careful of tone
Mindful of impact
Words can uplift, inspire and amuse

Find the perfect stone to polish and illuminate

Sparkle like Rhinestones!
Spread love and swiftly repudiate
Anybody’s verbal outburst, any vile abuse

Words can soothe, encourage, and liberate!

Laundry Day

Washing Winter woollen clothes
Bright Summer sun scorches
Intense UV fades, ages
Bird poop.  Wash again.

African Violets

A gift from a friend
Furry rosette
Dainty pot
On the windowsill

Glittering purple blossoms
Five round petals
Symmetrical
Yellow stamens

One leaf
Can grow roots
Joy

Growing a clone
A gift for a friend

Julia Vaughan moved to Australia with her husband in 1989.  After discovering inspiring U3A Surf Coast (Victoria, Australia) “I just don’t get poetry” classes, she tentatively began writing poetry in 2021.  Having her class-mates encouragement, she has had some poems published, dotted sparsely across the internet.  Julia now dreams of becoming an accomplished poet.  When not dreaming, she loves walking on the beach with her husband and two Vizslas.

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