This jumper with broken zip,
I can mend it,
we did as kids.
You had to,
jumpers didn’t grow on trees.
Not in those days,
of mend and make do.
Even shoes,
You’d glue new heels on.
Grandad would cut the old worn bit,
make it even.
Then glue on the new rubber heel
from a kit that included glue and all the bits.
Even the sole,
You could stick on a new one.
That’s what we need today,
glue on a new soul,
rubber or otherwise.
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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.
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