FROM THE POET

This is a series of poems written by John Svododa over a number of years. There are times of peak-where numerous poems were written & there are also times of lows where there are long periods between each poem. As the author is trying to reach a goal of 1001 (and then retire!!) it was never envisaged that this would be done over a short period of time. Poems can be humorous, ridiculing someone or something, show a meaning of hurt or love or even project feelings that not necessarily be directed to the same person/thing, can be a reflection of life or to be life. Most poems are trying to send a message to the reader be it not understandable or nonsense.

The idea of this poet is not to have any ill feelings against anyone but to be read by young whom can learn about life – and by the elderly look back at what could have been. Some are very personal- but who cares when you are currently living in a life that has total enjoyment. Suggestion is not to criticize but to take in the enjoyment of creative poetry make it meaningful and thus may be you can be an author.

SO NOW:

Please Read On!

Wednesday, 8 January 1986

Poem Number 90 - Werong Camping - 8/1/1996

While I rest in the coolness, at the ‘Werong shades’,
It please me to be on my own, for once…
Only a few years had passed since I’d been…
Yet memories of that past, rest in peaceful minds.

Left of me, is a small ‘Ayres Rock’ surrounded by a barren jungle of bush trees,
In front of me, the conditioned timing of small breaks of the sea waves.
Rock formations are seen on either end of the nudist beach,
Right of me, is a creek hidden behind a typical Australian bush.

For any camper there is very little fuel to be found,
To cook at the hot food, which has been carted up from Otford Station.
Australians do not respect mother’s nature: leaving rubbish around,
Especially when they live in a habitat for a few days and change the environment.

I have so far, enjoyed my twenty-four hours stay,
While checking out the nude ”females bodies”,
This has been the first opportunity to do so.
The only thing is…I don’t have a woman, with me,
(Who would have enjoyed my company,
So open love could be made to her).

Eventually, this will be resolved by my waiting on time and plans,
Time of essence and plans of the perfect future.
I’m in no rush to marry, engage or live defacto,
An acquaintance is what I’m looking for… not troublemakers. 
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