Poems from Week 5, Challenge 9

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There’s an ongoing dilemma

 It’s called ‘what to have for tea’ 

It follows you throughout your life 

With tireless energy 

Imagination is required,

 It’s not an easy task, 

And shopping for the things you need 

Is only just the start! 

Time spent in preparation 

And the cooking skills to boot, 

Can make the best of housewives 

Want to cry into their soup! 

So here’s to good old Bolognaise 

Or even beans on toast, 

For life is far too short 

about A ‘Cordon Bleu’ to boast!

Happy, snappy orange 

What’s not to like? 

Less drama than red 

Pithier than peach 

1970s Formica kitchens blazing 

Flared jeans to skinny ones 

Dazzling Scandi designer dahlias 

Serotonin synapses on a sunny day 

A sunset bath of zinnia petals 

Kissing amber from ancient forests 

Turmeric infused everything 

Bursting to anti-oxidise everything in its way

We went to the Blue Mountains and heard the bellbirds call, 

Their pure notes were delightful, we loved it one and all. 

But then we met a local, she said, ‘I don’t know what to do. 

‘These bellbirds drive me crazy, my neighbour thinks so too.’  

We said, ‘But they sound sweet and true, there’s nothing to dislike.’

 She said, ‘You haven’t heard them all day long, and half the night.’ She's even started thinking that she’ll have to move away, 

And she's seen a little cottage up Katoomba way. 

 We just adore the bellbirds I want to make that clear 

Who wouldn’t love a pealing note that’s ringing in your ear? 

But when we left for Sydney we rolled the windows up 

Their song is loud and echoing and God, enough’s enough. 

 We came back to Bellbird Crescent in the holidays in March 

I was surprised to see some signs erected in the grass. 

For Sale! Not one, not two, but three, down by the bellbird trees 

The signs said: Charming Cottages! Bush Experience Guaranteed!