To the bloke dating my sister,

.

When we heard you were over

a decade older than her

my brother said something

about ‘Uncle Dave’ and I must admit

we all laughed a little.

.

Two migratory birds

flew into Brisbane last Christmas, white

as chalk cliffs; their bones grinned

in the sun as they anticipated our eyes.

.

And we watched…

sunlight playing  in her hair,

her travelled heart

no longer searching for repair.

Cracking a Gold we drank agreeably

about Kentish ales and how you met:

in grey twilight

picking up the clarinet

next to her car

Last night, placing bets

about why you asked us to huddle

around the laptop, we watched

a grinning British bowler hat

beside our sister, your new bride.

And we hooted like drunken yobbos

from The Hill at the Gabba.

.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. willie
    Apr 02, 2011 @ 13:42:20

    Ya grabbed me that time . . .

    Reply

  2. piedhillprawns
    Apr 03, 2011 @ 07:56:45

    Good to hear it Willie.

    Reply

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