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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