ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Confessions of a Fundamentalist

I am a true believer;
Of doctrinal purity.
What is, is right
What's not, is wrong;
And that's what ought to be.

I'm blessed and don't resemble those
Who puddle in the mud
Where they delight
In putrid pong
To fire their foetid blood.

Yes ! I've been loyal and steadfast,
Never swerving left or right.
I mark the line;
Define the grade;
A beacon burning bright.

With all my gathered wisdom
I persist till victory's won.
The prize is mine;
The accolade
From those who say— well done !

Well done Neville!

Heather

Now it's your turn Heather.

Thanks Matt. I think we all have a line to hold Matt, the question is why do we do it.

Very strong poem Neville - "well done!"

G/day Neville

I agree well done.

I'm not sure just what line I'm supposed to hold.

Cheers

Terry

Well done Neville

Steadfast and true

Allan

always good to have your two bobs worth Neville and uphold the standards

Thanks Catherine, hopefully I have succeeded in one of my aims which was to use direct speech.

Thanks Terry. I don't see you in there

Thanks Alan.

Maureen, who said it was autobiographical. Is that me, oowah I'm undone

Once I've finished mucking about with other people's words, then I might have time to think about my own thoughts and words, Neville.

I reckon we are always thinking about our own thoughts and words. Write 'em down in a little notebook in no particular order, eventually we get a pile of " raw material" to build with once we have time to sift through the pile.