15 Short Verses for our 1915 Anzac Centenary


Loved ones lost in war…

your life was like a
red red rose – faded wasted scent
blood shipped offshore

Fragments of the dead…

you need to dig deep
to bury the dead – search
to find puzzle pieces

Past tense / future wars…

when did our now start
past tension feeds our future
through rivers of time

Bagarap empires…

lie rusted in the sun
while infinite oceans
pool all our tears

Don’t trifle with peace…

no pettifogging
poems allowed – no custardy
quibbles in joke books

All in the one boat…

live life sans frontières
hold no one beyond the pale
our paling fences

Folding cranes…

Sadako died in
fifty-five just twelve years old
one thousand cranes down

Naked truth…

see otherwise
close eyes to hear truth disclosed
sans emperor’s clothes

Why write?

short shrift poems help
unknot binding ties that keep
us from finding peace


there is no trouble
that can’t be halved by sharing
a good cuppa tea

And so she knits…

eye far horizons
to knit and weave distractions
take thought away from hurt

Part 1: I knit because I am…

row on serried row
forge on into the future
knitting at the ready

Part 2: I knit because I am…

knit with others
for the injured – needle them
to weave in health and warmth

Part 3: I knit because I am…

knit fast or slow
with mindful ease care less
of ends than peaceful means

PeaceKnits how to…

bring back together
weave warp and weft those sent
to war those left behind