Streets of Fortitude
Through Fortitude Valley I stroll alone,
Along Brunswick Street at night,
Past a 24-hour pizza joint,
China Town’s off to the right.
An X-rated Cinema neon sign
Blinks crude movie names quite fast,
A homeless man asks, “Have you got a smoke?”
I say, “Sorry, I don’t!” as I pass.
The Mickey-D’s restaurant is crowded,
Big Mac addicts awaiting their fix.
An up-market Men’s Club ‘with Massage’,
Just a front for call girls turning tricks.
On a corner just up ahead
Police lights flash blue and red.
I daren’t wander very close,
In case some poor soul is dead.
I approach two schoolgirls looking lost,
Perhaps they missed their ride.
I hope they catch a taxi home,
There’s nowhere here to hide.
A drunk staggers out from the door of a bar,
Stumbles and falls to the ground.
He climbs to his knees and crawls back inside,
It’s just luck there’re no muggers around.
Sometimes I wonder why I’m here,
But the choice is not mine to make.
This week I work the graveyard shift,
It’s a job for goodness sake.
After a lot of procrastinating I have finally self-published my first eBooks of poetry "I Laughed a Smile" and "On the Wings of Eagles" at Lulu.com.Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction.
I have also been fortunate to have two poems chosen to be made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning British singer Tally Koren.
I am also finding my services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials.
It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years is now wonderful material for my stories and poems.
I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.
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