Hibiscus drifts along in days of Summer,
Riding the kayak, Emma and I float away.
Today feels brighter― more alive than ever,
It's day one, on a fresh New Year's Day.
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Riding the kayak, Emma and I float away.
Today feels brighter― more alive than ever,
It's day one, on a fresh New Year's Day.
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Isn't it amazing what we do for fun,
Me and you there's much we can do.
Good wishes now New Year has begun,
It's the first month in '26-- woohoo!!!
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Me and you there's much we can do.
Good wishes now New Year has begun,
It's the first month in '26-- woohoo!!!
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I meant to be wise, but I tripped on my tries,
The egret flew up with a look so severe,
Now I’m philosophising with mud on my thighs.
As if to say, “Mate… you’re not paddling here.”
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The egret flew up with a look so severe,
Now I’m philosophising with mud on my thighs.
As if to say, “Mate… you’re not paddling here.”
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The sun climbs up and the mischief’s begun,
Creeks whisper secrets to those passing through.
Kayaks glide easy where the wild birds run,
A brand‑new year awaits for Emma, me and you.
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Creeks whisper secrets to those passing through.
Kayaks glide easy where the wild birds run,
A brand‑new year awaits for Emma, me and you.
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Have you ever found something so precious and rare,
Every pebble makes you smile.
Special moments are anywhere, everywhere,
It's a magic moment, for a while.
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Every pebble makes you smile.
Special moments are anywhere, everywhere,
It's a magic moment, for a while.
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We stopped to check the kayak out,
I heard a sound like a squeaky wheel.
We both heard it without a doubt,
Something underwater clung to the keel.
It suddenly appeared with this incessant squeak,
As infuriating as a rusted trolley.
Then what I saw had me laughing all week,
A Cranky yabby with a WD-40 deficiency.
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I heard a sound like a squeaky wheel.
We both heard it without a doubt,
Something underwater clung to the keel.
It suddenly appeared with this incessant squeak,
As infuriating as a rusted trolley.
Then what I saw had me laughing all week,
A Cranky yabby with a WD-40 deficiency.
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Here's a job which took me a while,
A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
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A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
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Here's a job which took me a while,
A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
JSMedia©2026
A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
JSMedia©2026
Here's a job which took me a while,
A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
JSMedia©2026
A prototype built for poking and prying.
Mapping the logic, the flow, the style,
So when I ran with it― deeply satisfying.
JSMedia©2026
In the darkness, a Koel wants to sing,
Each wave to shore becomes whitewash.
Pretty soon now, will a new day begin,
Tallebudgera sleeps, it’s the 4 a.m. hush.
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Each wave to shore becomes whitewash.
Pretty soon now, will a new day begin,
Tallebudgera sleeps, it’s the 4 a.m. hush.
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So many things turned over in my mind,
I limp as I stroll early morn.
Alone, I look out to sea to unwind,
In wait for the new day's dawn.
The answer I need is nowhere to find,
Until the sun comes along― at least.
Awkwardly, I watch it beam through the cloud,
Then I noticed both shoes are on the wrong feet!
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I limp as I stroll early morn.
Alone, I look out to sea to unwind,
In wait for the new day's dawn.
The answer I need is nowhere to find,
Until the sun comes along― at least.
Awkwardly, I watch it beam through the cloud,
Then I noticed both shoes are on the wrong feet!
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An hour to go before morning has broken,
Surfers’ coastline holds its breath for the sun.
Summertime sleepers have yet to be woken,
Once it arrives― a new beginning has begun.
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Surfers’ coastline holds its breath for the sun.
Summertime sleepers have yet to be woken,
Once it arrives― a new beginning has begun.
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Quiet as breath, the light spilled into view,
A golden ball lit enough so you can see.
The rain's holding off for me and for you,
What a great Australia Day it will be!
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A golden ball lit enough so you can see.
The rain's holding off for me and for you,
What a great Australia Day it will be!
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Emma is happy― her dad really cares,
She's taken places she'll ne'er forget.
Our customised kayak gets a couple o’ stares,
On Australia day― it's simply the best!
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She's taken places she'll ne'er forget.
Our customised kayak gets a couple o’ stares,
On Australia day― it's simply the best!
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