Have you heard of tiny Melinda Mae,
Who ate a monstrous whale?
She thought she could,
She said she would,
So she started in right at the tail.
For now to sorrow must I tune my song. And set my harp to notes of saddest woe.
My soul is an enchanted boat. Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing.
Congenial spirits part to meet again. But she was journeying to the land of souls.
My age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 7 February 1931,
The spirit- world around this world of sense Floats like an - atmosphere, and every- where Wafts through these earthly mists and vapours dense A vital breath of more ethereal air.
The Wild Boogie Man
The light of day fades in the sunset
The wild child crouches in the bushes
Waiting for his childhood friend to wander into view
I grabbed the torch one real dark night
and bolted down the yard.
The shadows stretched their long dark arms,
my heart was beating hard.
Mum said there were no boogie men
but I was not so sure.
The wind was howling through the trees
as I ran for the door.
I shone the torch across the seat
then shone it up the wall.
I’d hate to get a spider bite
or see things creep and crawl.
When I was sure that it was safe
I’d hurry up and go.
Then I was done. I’d check again
for any deadly foe.
I made the dash back to the house
the devil at my heels,
and once inside I’d slam the door.
You don’t know how that feels.
One freezing, rainy, winter night
scared, I used a bucket.
When morning came I’d empty it,
I’d just go and chuck it.
Alas, when I woke up next day
forgetting it was there,
I kicked it over spilling it
and cried out in despair.
I sure am glad that things have changed
in places we reside,
’cause I’m not frightened anymore.
The outhouse is inside.
All right,” said Susan. “I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.