Found Poem 1

Pull off the Reed dust-cover babe
And let the typeface sing
Where grey checker carpet meets coral pink
And desert-sand covering

But how do you describe the Saturday feeling
When you’ve taken yourself to (Sunday) school?
Where dried desert rose browns in Trinity sun
In the reflection pebble of the catholic glass
And the Antoine camel-brick bathroom stalls
Hold you in grip nostalgic for the North
Where you’d replace floral bouquets on Sundays intermittent
In mustard-tinted louver-light

Catholic Answers Forums told me
Why all catholic churches smell the same
Of old wet paper, rotting ferns
Frankincense and Holy presence

Tony’s pies and school supplies pine
For Saxon as it was
And Sunday laments August’s presence
Bouncing around on all-fours

The Irish Cross appears in white
atop bountiful vessels in sandstone carved
A carpark painted crucifix
And the meeting of fence rods
An idle space for idols placed
Surpassed by hydrant blocks

Just don’t shout love, you’re in a church

 

Found Poem 2

 

Thanks Paul, that cake was delicious

SALAD ROLLS
DIM SIM ROLLS
PIZZA ROLLS
JUMBO SAUSAGE ROLL
SAUSAGE ROLL IN ROLL
Occasionally with the lot

Study Hard, Think Smart
Within a former school

Smart is Community
Smart is Invisible Cities

The rhythm of compassion
On a Saturday

It will make you think more clearly

It is more than you can ever know

It matters becuse

It's time

I like to spend time with

the moon

for never-ending self discovery