Holidaying in Hervey Bay

Staying with Uncle Fred for a while. Just relaxing really. Lots of reading, walking, Rummikub, conversations, eating and drinking (moderately of course).

Not a lot of poetry written since my last update but I wrote this one while watching my Grandnephew, Lincoln, play in an Aussie Rules footy match. Of course it was wet, cold and rainy (goes with the code I guess) but Linc scored his first goal of the season – Whoo Hoo…

A Footy Game

Watching a footy match
Cool and wet
Even in Queensland midwinter.

The young men run
Kick and jostle
Smooth passes and then the pack.

Goals sail through
Spectators cheer and shout
Car horns beep.

The siren sounds
Another quarter gone
Players huddled round the coach.

And play resumes
The minutes counting down
Until that final siren.

One team joyful
The other licking their wounds
All ready for another day.

A metaphor for life
The ups and downs
A breather and then try again.

Brian Matthews 29-6-25

A little Haiku appeared while I was walking Basil around Little Mountain near Caloundra QLD


Old dog plods along
Sniffing here, there, everywhere -
Life is full of smells.

Brian Matthews 2-7-25

And a few photos from Urangan (Hervey Bay, QLD)

Many beautiful resting spots on the Esplanade walking/riding path but watch out for silent e-bikes and scooters moving at roadway speeds

A small B&W bird that allowed me to get close enough with the totally inadequate 5X zoom of an iPhone 12
Basil yet again
A lovely nearby lagoon – part of Arkarra Lagoons I think
A nearby typical QLD streetscape

On a sadder note is my final poem for this post, remembering my son Sam on the anniversary of his death…

Pain Recurring 

On this day we feel the pain
Your loss hits us all again
Railing against your awful fate
Each time of year on this date.

Remembering your lovely smile
The energy shown on every mile
That through this life you did tread
The joy in life on which you fed.

You live with us every day
Thinking of the things you’d say
The humour that we all enjoyed
As with words you often toyed.

I see you in my mind’s eye
As through the cosmos you do fly
Your body now long gone
But to me it feels so wrong.

While your absence we must accept
The idea would be nice to reject
So dream of you I always will
To keep you in my heart still.

Brian Matthews 3-7-25

Maybe better to finish with a few photos:

Selfie with Linc, Barbara & me
Barbara & Uncle Fred playing Rummikub
https://rummikub.com/

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