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April 24, 2017

Some Made it Home

Some Made it Home

Wheat crops roll out endlessly,
France across to Rome,
interspersed with monuments,
battles fought out far from home.

Clustered on a hill slope
in regimental lines, remembrance
crosses clearly mark
those didn’t make it home.

Tended lawns and garden,
guides describe the battle plan
as every paddocks horrors
told across this gentle land.

Shellfire ripped asunder,
trench warfare first-hand,
agricultural harmony
smashed by war’s mailed hand.

Armistice rolled slowly fore,
decisive battles plot the course,
farmers plough along the trenches,
reshaping bombed out cratered stretches.

Harmony returns at last,
sign posted by long lines of crosses,
in regimental fighting squares,
poised on hillsides gazing out.

Missed the ride, some made home.

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April 16, 2017

Alternate Life

Alternate Life

They power walk
‘Round in wind n rain,
Hittin’ the ball oft
For little gain.

Rehash @ the bar
Highlights of last game.
Racin’ their mates
On hot rod tracks,

Crashin’ n wrecking

Next week they’ll be back
As the barbie smoke lingers,
Hot rods drift
Well in the night.

Burning the candle each end t
To achieve a start in gymkhanas,
Payin’ feed bills n fees.

All that was needed
Early in life
Was a chance on the road
Carting cattle @ night

And just before daybreak
Rain drizzlin’
Changing a tyre
Before checking your load
Make sure they’re all standin’
‘Fore it’s back on the road.

Home to the missus,
Kids, bills n fees.
Home to the shed
Fixin’ last trips loose bits,
Home to the pub
An’ a few of your mates,
Them on the road,
Kickin’ back from last trip.

Keepin’ up with the yoga
Out on the track,
Holdin’ position,
Strainin’ your back.
An awkward loose bolt
Holding the stack.

There’s time to reflect
By flooded creeks.
After abusing,
Each time wasting prick
Who held up the loading
With smokos n lunch
An’ parts coming late,
Fixin’ loose bits.

Time to reflect
An’ soak up the quiet,
River runs silent,
Gums softly sigh.

Watchin’ a roo
Sip @ the creek,
Coals glowing softly,
Outback TV.

Don’t need a tour guide
Up front of the mob,
Stars twinkle in thousands,
Milky Way’s leading on.

Sometimes meditating
May go on for days.
Ants in their thousands,
Regimental parades.

Kangaroos n cattle
Come in for a drink,
Emus stalk by
Working wide of the camp,
Comin’ in closer,
Dashing off n away.

Power-walkin’ around,
Back drinking black tea,
Tin dog for tucker
An’ a few Kimberley cold beers.

Attended the yoga
Tightening bolts.
Greased truck-n-trailer
Pumped up the tyres.

Gazed @ the river
An’ outback TV,
Turned into the swag
In an alternate life.

JT.

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April 4, 2017

Demurrage

Demurrage

In business,
Demurrage is a delay
In delivery of a product
Via delivery truck.

When a delay occurs
With product delivery,
The delivery party
Can elect to claim

A no fault delay
By submitting a demurrage charge.

Criteria for allowable demurrage,
Payment conditions,
And payment terms
Are typically pre-negotiated
And accepted
By the vendor
Via contract

Prior
To conduct of business.

Some vendors allow
Free no-cost time
For limited hour(s)
When demurrage occurs.

Others do not allow
Free time for delays.

The demurrage charge
Is normally
An hourly rate.

Unforeseeable until delivery
Costs of delays
Are sometimes
Separately invoiced
From the cost of deliverable.

Road users who

  • tarry/
  • dawdle/
  • obstruct

Should
And may be charged
Demurrage.

Extra mass loads,
Cyclists,
Demonstrators,
Prayer groups etc.

May be charged

Demurrage

J.T.

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May 14, 2016

Lest We Forget

Lest We Forget

We know how to fight
And we celebrate

Celebrating our losses after each valiant test.
On front lines forever
In a world in a mess

Celebrating our losses
After each valiant test.


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Some Made it Home
Alternate Life
Demurrage
Happy Christmas 2016
Lest We Forget