Hold a Moonbeam 01/09/10
I hear the trains rattle by
miles from here.
But the night
is still,
(except for a million crickets).
So quiet the night
it carries the sound
those miles.
So quiet the night,
the passing comes and goes.
Past a point,
fixed but moving,
fading into dark.
So dark the point
disappearing,
all reference vanishing,
fading,
fading
to a point,
to make a point.
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I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
poetrytownsville 
Phil another great poem for the collection.