Category Archives: Poetry & Prose

The Perils of Homework

Why so much

And I’m not even
In school anymore
So why am I doing
So much

I used to wait
Til the school bell rang
To welcome my kid home
Every day
From Primary School
So we could catch up
And talk about his day
Watch a bit of TV
Have dinner
Then kiss him
Off to bed

But now
When he comes home
From Secondary School
With his school bag
Heavy on his young shoulders
I shudder
To think about what
He has to do

Like any Mother
Who wants her child
To do well
In his educational years
You just have to
Keep up with their
You have no choice
And there’s a
Helluva lot of
Homework to do!!

I will of course
Help him
As far as I’m able
But inside
I’m cringing
Inside I’m screaming
“I’ve done my time
In school already,
Been there, done that,
Got the t-shirt
I have more than enough
On my own plate
Why must I now
Deal with
All over again?!!”

The Perils of Homework




Persuasion Before Contact

Whatever happened
To chivalry?
Where have all
The Gentlemen gone?
Why is this Life
So much of a
Rush rush rush
That even Love
Must be hurried
Got over
Done with?
Let’s skip the formalities
And just get down to business?

Whatever happened
To the Art of
Gentle Persuasion?
Of talking and wooing
Before instigating
Has Love taken
A backseat
To Lust?
Or are we just
Too busy
To make the effort
Shoot first
Ask questions later?

Persuasion Before Contact
Romance 123
Perhaps get to know
The Person first
Before you get to know
The Body
A relationship
Based on physical attributes
And no intellectual
Or emotional connection
Is one headed for
A cul-de-sac
Sure, it’s fun
But when it ends
…then what?
On to the next conquest?
…and then what?
Is it a case of
“Try before you buy”?


Coming To My Senses

I am
Coming to
My senses
Waking up
My reality
Is changing
My world
Suddenly I am
Standing on
The other side
A stranger
Looking in
When in the past
I was like
Those in the bubble
To what is
Believing that
I was born to
Pay bills
And Die
Because isn’t that
What everyone else does?

Now the scales
Have fallen
And I can see
Really see
How we must
Turn right round
Scratch out
The past
And start again
If humanity
Is to have
A chance
To survive
All the wars
All the enmity
All the struggles
All the strife
All the heartache
All the stress
All the worry
All come down to
Just one thing


The concept of
Money begets
The concepts of
Power and Ownership
Which in turn beget
The concepts of
Greed and Profit
Which beget
The concept of
Selfishness and Ego
Which beget
The concepts of
Us and Them
Rich and Poor
Me, Me, Me

Trust me
When I say
That without Money
The world will not end
It will not
Be Chaos
Think about it
I know the truth
And many more
Are waking up
We cannot continue
To live this great Lie
That pretends to be Life
They say
Those that know
The Truth
Those that can see
Past the great Lie
Come across
As the crazy ones
I’m a lunatic then
Will you Wake Up
And See for yourself?




What If…

Let’s play a little game
Of make-believe…
It’s called “What If”.


What if
We all held hands
Instead of holding guns?

What if
We all carried smiles in our hearts
Instead of money in our wallets?

What if
Helping others out was normal
Instead of being seen as heroic?
Being kind was an everyday thing
Instead of being an effort?

What if
We didn’t have to be afraid
Of walking alone at night
Because violence was gone,

What if
We didn’t have to be afraid
Of not having money to pay our bills
Because Money no longer exists
And bills are a thing of the past?

What if
We didn’t have to worry
About putting food on the table
Because food is plentiful
If we All shared the work
Harvesting and making it?

What if
We all put our differences aside
And embrace each other
And accept and celebrate our
Individual Uniqueness?

What if
We all put aside our Egos
The need to be Top Dog
The Best, The Richest,
The Prettiest, The Fastest,
The One With The Most
The One Who Is Always Right?

What if
The World became a Better,
Brighter place?
A place where people Cared
And Shared
Without thinking about
How they could profit from it
Or how they could gain
Advantage over another
Or how their name would be
Lit up bright for others to admire
And emulate?

What if
Utopia really exists
But in order to reach that state
We need to look at ourselves
And Change our attitude
And outlook and philosophies
And admit that we were wrong
To have allowed and endorsed this
Harsh, violent, unforgiving,
Selfish, demanding, argumentative,
Greedy, grasping, opportunistic,
Capitalist, consumerist,
Cut-throat, amoral, self-indulgent,
Illogical, egoistic, narcissistic
Society that we live in?

What if?

Go Figure

Alcohol kills
Pickles your liver
Causes selective loss of memory
Turns normally gentle people
Into raging bulls
Encourages violence and crime

Cigarettes kill
Give you cancer
Destroy your lungs
And the lives of your loved ones
Send you to an early grave
Lined with grey putrid ashes
Or worse, make you linger
And suffer in your own private Hell
Until your body gives up
From trying to live

Drugs kill
Make you high
Then throw you off a bridge
Because you think you can fly
Give you hallucinatory trips
To Heaven
Then plummet to Hell
Where the rollercoaster ride ends
That, or a bullet through the head

Marijuana heals
Cures cancer
And possibly many other
Types of illnesses
That we haven’t realised yet
If you smoke it
You get high
But never violent
Just mellow
Marijuana never killed anyone
Just made them happy

Alcohol and Cigarettes
Are not classified as Drugs
But Marijuana is
Alcohol and Cigarettes kill
But Marijuana does not
Yet Alcohol and Cigarettes
Continue to be legal everywhere
and Marijuana
Continues to be illegal
In many countries

Go figure.
I know the answer
And the solution
Do you?







First there was Adam
Then there was Eve
“You’re different,” he said,
“I love you”.

Press the fast forward button

Now she’s so different
She knows so much
And Knowledge is Power
And power in the hands of a Woman
Is dangerous
He burns her at the stake
And calls her a Witch.

Press fast forward again

“You’re different,” he said,
“Let’s get together all the people
That are different like us. Let’s start a
Religion/Civilization/Cult/Country/Social Structure/Government/Club/Secret Society/Millionnaire’s Circle/(insert appropriate social structure)”.

And it was so.
And it was good.

For a while.


“This is boring,” he said,
“Everyone’s the same. Let’s go
Find other people who are
Different. It will be exciting.
We can learn new things from them”.

But what if they’re just
TOO different?

Do you run from them
Back to the safety of your people
And warn them to stay away?


Do you lead your people to war
Against those Others
Who are so Different from you
Because you see them as a threat
Against your own beliefs?

Now it doesn’t matter if you
Press Fast Forward
Or Rewind
Because the examples are aplenty…

Do you start Crusades
And Holy Wars
And Inquisitions
And persecutions
And imprisonment
And torture
And discrimination
Because they are Different?

If so, WHY??

Why does it matter if people
Are Different from you?
Why does it bother you
That people can have a Different
Opinion, outlook, philosophy,
Way of life, eating habits,
Sexual preferences, skin colour,
Hair colour, eye colour,
Size, height, language, etc

Why do we try to make
Different the Same
And yet, when it becomes the Same
We try our best to be Different?

Why not just embrace the diversity
Of human life in all its splendour
Celebrate our Differences
The same way we celebrate
Our Sameness
We are after all, human beings
All from the same 2-stranded DNA
with billions of Different
Nature intended us to be Unique
Each and every one of us
So why are we so afraid
Of those who are Different
That we need to annihilate them
Or assimilate them
Or change them?

You don’t even have to try
To be Different
You already are Different.
I know I’m Different
Just as you’re Different from me
So, let’s be friends, not enemies.


My Wish for 2015

So here we are again
Gathered at the precipice of 2014
Peering over the horizon
Fast approaching 2015
What will the New Year hold for us?

Here’s what I want
Not for myself but for Humanity
This is what I would like
2015 to be

No more wars
Started by profiteers
No more lies
By politicians and governments
No more violence
In the streets in protest
Of police brutality
No more terrorist attacks
On poor innocent people
(What did schoolchildren ever do
To you that you had to kill them?
Or people just having a cup of coffee
With their friends in a café?)
No more fighting over Land,
Religion, Race, Politics
No more fighting, full stop.
How about some Peace instead?

No more conspiracies
To drag the veil over our eyes
No more teaching our children
False truths and fantasies
No more creative history
Wrought by the hands of men
And the minds of little boys
No more creating diseases
And then offering expensive cures
(Free the Weed already!!)
No more poisoning our rivers
No more senseless fishing
Killing poor dolphins and whales
No more clubbing seal pups
As they lay helpless on the beach
No more fracking
No more plundering the Earth
For more timber, oil, diamonds
– the list goes on
At the cost of human life
And animal habitats
It’s time to act responsibly
Like adults

Grow up, people!
Take a good hard look around you
This Planet’s falling apart
And all you do is fight like kids
In a playground?
Mother Earth needs your help
To protect, nourish and grow
So that future generations
– your children, their children
And their children’s children
May reap the benefits
This is a good planet, no
This is the Only planet
That we have to live on right now
So let’s make it a good place to live

We were placed on Earth
As Caregivers of the Land,
Sea and all its lifeforms
Not for selfish purposes
But for good
…and somewhere along the way
We forgot
Or were taught lies and deceit
Fell into the trap of
Consumerism, Materialism, Greed,
Profit and Mayhem
Me me me, more more more!
Stop it right now!
There’s plenty for everyone on Earth
If we learn to share and give
And stop feeding our own Egos
Now it is time to Step Up
Wake Up
And be Caregivers again
Not Caretakers, not to Take
But to Give back to the Planet
What we have so selfishly taken
For millennia.

Don’t wait for someone else
To start the ball rolling
If you want to see the Change
You have to Be the Change
So step up to the mark
And be ready to bat
Let’s make 2015 the year
We turn this thing around
Wipe the slate clean and start again.

AlyZen Moonshadow


A Cautionary Christmas Poem

Summer’s here again
Beach towels and bikinis
It’s that time of year
In the Southern Hemisphere
If you live elsewhere though
It’s a different story
There Winter is settling in
Expect snow flurries and storms
Make sure your home is insulated

The countdown to Christmas
Begins in October for many folks
But in our home the tree
Only goes up the week before
And the presents are useful,
Informative or educational
Or all of the above
We do not consume
For consumerism’s sake alone

Santa in the Land Down Under
Prances in a singlet and thongs
His presents are in a drinks cooler
– called an “Esky” in these parts
His sleigh is a Utility Vehicle
– here it’s called a “Ute”
A Santa in traditional garb
Would be a prime candidate
At the ER for heat exhaustion

Tis the Silly Season
Let the games begin
Tis sad how the true Spirit
Of Christmas has changed
When I was growing up
It was a religious celebration
But now it’s just yet another holiday
A reason to binge buy and
Punish the credit card

Load it up, folks
You know you want it
So get it now, why don’t you
– after all, you have all year next year
To try and pay it off
Let’s all live in the future
Paying an eternity of tomorrows
For the dubious pleasures
Of today

Christmas – what does it mean?
A store Santa, hired to drive a
Sled filled with presents
Pulled by fake reindeer
Along a track high in the atrium
Of a shopping mall
Gets derailed and falls
Three storeys down
Splat! Sled, presents, reindeer and all

And what do people do?
Some film the entire thing
On their new mobile phones
– Santa’s about to go viral
Some take selfies
Others stand and stare
But the rest will scramble and
Fight each other
For Santa’s presents on the floor

My dearest wish is that this scenario
Is not the norm of our Society today
– but look at the evidence
As seen in the snaking queues
For the latest iPhones
And in America, Black Friday
The Spirit of Christmas today
Is very much that fat Coca Cola guy
In the red suit Ho Ho Ho!


Today, the 21st of December, is traditionally the shortest day in the Northern Hemisphere (Winter Solstice) and the longest day in the Southern Hemisphere (Summer Solstice). Because we use the Gregorian calendar, the actual day can vary, from 21-23 December each year. This year, the 2014 Summer Solstice for Perth, Western Australia is 22nd December. Today (or, if you’re pedantic, tomorrow), people near the North Pole will see hardly any sun at all, while people near the South Pole will experience nearly 24 hours of daylight.

Here’s some information on the Solstice, if you’re interested:


You Don’t Get To Be Friends

After the Storm clouds have cleared
When things have settled down
And we’re on speaking terms again
And the emotional scars are healing
You say you still want to be friends

We’re not talking about Us
We’re still talking about Her
You hurt Me, you broke My heart
Yet you still want to be friends with Her
Is She more precious than Me?

You don’t come out and say it
But it is implied
She is like a drug and you an addict
You will never be able to leave her
She is in your system, you let her in

Subterfuge, furtiveness, secrecy
Computers locked by passwords
The sudden pressing of the Exit button
When I enter your room
These signs do not indicate Closure

With social media
There is no Perfect Closure
Where a hundred doors shut
A thousand others remain open
So I know you are keeping Her secret

You’re having your cake
And eating it too
Keeping ties with Her
And pretending you’re not
And reassuring me you’re mine again

Perhaps you were never really mine
If faced with two loves
And you married the first
But carried on with the second
Isn’t that disrespecting us both?

You don’t get to be friends with Her
If you really want to heal the hurt.
Unless you seal the rift
Psychically She will photobomb us
There will always be 3 in this picture

It’s not for me to take action
But it is for me to say
Look here, you need to decide
You need to free us all
From this eternal triangle

So Choose Wisely

(7 The Snake card, from The Gilded Reverie Lenormand by Ciro Marchetti. This card symbolises The Other Woman, a sly, deceptive person, temptation, lust, seduction, a literal “snake in the grass”).

AlyZen Moonshadow

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This Is Me

I just Woke Up
I haven’t changed
I might be a bit more vocal
I may express my views more forcibly
I may go out on a limb
I help the homeless
I like giving things away
I like helping my neighbours
I Abandon Art in public places
I believe in telling the Truth
I believe in Honesty and Trust
I still believe in Love, despite everything
I call Bullshit when I see it
I can see a lie from a mile away
I don’t hold back on my punches
I may not agree with you always, but
I don’t backstab you
I don’t attack you personally
I only wish for you to open your eyes
I am merely the messenger
I will be your friend if you want me
I may get “unfriended” by you if not
I don’t mind
I have no agenda
I have no manifesto
I like coffee and doughnuts
I like tea too
I am easily pleased!
I should eat more healthily
I should exercise more
I like to swim and cycle
I learnt to dive from my 11-year-old son
I buy too many Oracle cards
I can say the same about Tarot cards
I am learning to read Lenormand cards
I am Spiritual
I mind my own business
I am Creative
I am Artistic
I am a Mother
I have a First Class Degree in Music
I have an IQ of 160
I have worked in Government
I have worked in banks
I dislike materialism and consumerism
I dislike bureaucracy
I loathe greed and selfishness
I love all Animals
I collect teacups
I love Alice in Wonderland
I buy a lot of books
I love going to the cinema
I follow the Religion of Kindness
I respect what You believe
I am against war and terrorism
I am for decriminalising cannabis
I am for action against climate change
I support the LGBT Community
I believe We Are Not Alone
I believe in speaking out
I haven’t changed
I just woke up
I Am


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