Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A little moonlight sailing a stormy night in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Carry on Tuesday #14 ~ When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well ~ The Floating Island ~ Jules Verne
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That boys' home was a brutal place
A poisonous environment
His happy disposition was beaten out of him
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The new template
A pack rape animal
In a criminal empire
A human shell
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And yet
This cancerous core could exude
Charm
Wit
Empathy
(Reserved for select women)
A hint of longing
To belong
Sometimes
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But there was robbery
Heroin dealing
And Roger Rogerson
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A strange liaison of
Detective and informant
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A crucible of corruption was
Simmering in the night spots of Sydney
Fast cars and
Fast women
The intoxication of money
Being paid and
Being paid off
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He was flying on
Vulture wings
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A wedding in Long Bay Gaol, 1980
Odd shot in
Odd places
Playing family life in Newcastle
And then
Regular trips
Back to Sydney's underworld
The secure wilderness
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But a wilderness tends to be riddled with
Many strange animals
Many strange skies and changeable weathers over
Many strange, mysterious places
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Heavy insane beer drinking
A man stabbed to death in a road rage
A prostitute's murder
Parkinson's Disease
Police protection lost
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He began behind bars
He ends behind bars
And Parkinson's Disease
Advances
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When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well
For anyone
Joining
The ride
Beyond
The darklands
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NOTE: This is based on the life of Neddy Smith, NSW, Australia.
Roger Rogerson was stripped of his badge for misconduct.
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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I love this poem. You've created such an interesting character and sense of place, surroundings. Sometimes one just doesn't get they need to change their habits for the better. Have a great night.
If we start off lost, we never find our way home...
The violence of man against man or man against woman is horrifying and difficult to comprehend. nice writing
I was lost in it somewhere!
this journey started the right way
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