﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>VoicesNet.com Recent Poems of Lee Emmett - Copyright for all poems displayed belong to author</title><link>http://www.voicesnet.com</link><description>The latest poems submitted to www.VoicesNet.com by Lee Emmett</description><copyright>(c) 2008, VoicesNet, LLC. All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>5</ttl><item><title>IS IT ARROGANCE by Lee Emmett</title><description>is it arrogance&lt;br&gt;to want only the best&lt;br&gt;to continue search&lt;br&gt;despite gratification&lt;br&gt;of some requirements&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;is it futile&lt;br&gt;to hope for more&lt;br&gt;than the ordinary &lt;br&gt;daily pleasures&lt;br&gt;which seem to &lt;br&gt;satisfy most folk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;if it all seems&lt;br&gt;to lead nowhere&lt;br&gt;is it right to abandon&lt;br&gt;long-cherished ambition&lt;br&gt;or sacrifice principle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;will it be enough&lt;br&gt;to settle for comfort&lt;br&gt;of warm slipppers &lt;br&gt;and home-cooking&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;disillusioned teacher&lt;br&gt;was once heard to say: &lt;br&gt;'roll on death'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158846</link><pubDate>9/9/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>LOVE  by Lee Emmett</title><description>love open mind&lt;br&gt;smile in eyes&lt;br&gt;sensitive touch&lt;br&gt;perception wise&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love breadth&lt;br&gt;of consciousness&lt;br&gt;chooses words&lt;br&gt;with such finesse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love humorous &lt;br&gt;analysis&lt;br&gt;intelligent use &lt;br&gt;of emphasis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love fine balance&lt;br&gt;emotion and wit&lt;br&gt;can never have&lt;br&gt;enough of it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love chance&lt;br&gt;to reveal&lt;br&gt;different aspects&lt;br&gt;layers peel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love meetings&lt;br&gt;so fulfilling&lt;br&gt;brain alert&lt;br&gt;body willing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love warm heart&lt;br&gt;love complex soul&lt;br&gt;love each part&lt;br&gt;love the whole&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158842</link><pubDate>9/9/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>WARRACKNABEAL AGRICULTURAL SHOW by Lee Emmett</title><description>Warracknabeal Agricultural Show&lt;br&gt;circa late sixties&lt;br&gt;sleeveless dresses&lt;br&gt;Jean Shrimpton length&lt;br&gt;long fringes hide eyes&lt;br&gt;make small talk near carousel&lt;br&gt;fairy-floss on stick&lt;br&gt;debate whether to spend&lt;br&gt;remaining pocket-money&lt;br&gt;feeding balls into clown-mouths&lt;br&gt;or on lucky-envelopes&lt;br&gt;young, muscled Aboriginal men&lt;br&gt;in bright-colour satin shorts&lt;br&gt;and tartan dressing-gowns&lt;br&gt;on platform outside boxing tent&lt;br&gt;brawny bloke with megaphone&lt;br&gt;incites passersby to come inside&lt;br&gt;shooting-gallery with kewpie dolls&lt;br&gt;temperature's hot&lt;br&gt;air's dusty&lt;br&gt;inside corrugated-iron shed&lt;br&gt;Country Women's Association&lt;br&gt;blue, red or white ribbons&lt;br&gt;prizes for crochet, sewing&lt;br&gt;jams and decorated cakes&lt;br&gt;in the animal enclosures&lt;br&gt;sashes for prime bulls&lt;br&gt;rams and varieties of poultry&lt;br&gt;birds, cats and dogs&lt;br&gt;on the arena horse dressage&lt;br&gt;and jumping events&lt;br&gt;Irish and Scottish dancing&lt;br&gt;proud parents clapping&lt;br&gt;Devonshire tea for ladies&lt;br&gt;while men gather in beer tent</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158844</link><pubDate>9/9/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>OFF TO ILMENAU by Lee Emmett</title><description>off to Ilmenau today&lt;br&gt;meet some German friends&lt;br&gt;who stayed in Belgrave&lt;br&gt;time with them to spend&lt;br&gt;take train from Frankfurt&lt;br&gt;change at Erfut&lt;br&gt;never been there before&lt;br&gt;imagine it will be good&lt;br&gt;met some Spanish girls&lt;br&gt;at breakfast this morning&lt;br&gt;might see them in Berlin&lt;br&gt;for them, new era is dawning</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139192</link><pubDate>9/9/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>St Jakobus Lutheran Church, Ilmenau by Lee Emmett</title><description>St Jakobus Lutheran Church in Ilmenau&lt;br&gt;was built around the twelfth century&lt;br&gt;it has largest pipe organ in the region&lt;br&gt;and is often used for concert recitals&lt;br&gt;when site was excavated an ancient&lt;br&gt;tombstone was revealed in perfect condition&lt;br&gt;the choir can be accommodated in two tiers&lt;br&gt;and Goethe often attended services there&lt;br&gt;local silver and mine owners had places&lt;br&gt;reserved for their families, and there is&lt;br&gt;a fifteenth century model of the Last Supper&lt;br&gt;on loan from a neighbouring church&lt;br&gt;the coat of arms of the Hennebergs and&lt;br&gt;the Grand Duchy of Sachse-Weimar-Eisenach&lt;br&gt;can be seen at the sides of the altar</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139214</link><pubDate>9/9/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>SO FULL OF LIFE by Lee Emmett</title><description>so full of life&lt;br&gt;and blooming health&lt;br&gt;bubbling with ideas&lt;br&gt;and nature's wealth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;enthusiastic with&lt;br&gt;laughing eyes&lt;br&gt;every discovery&lt;br&gt;fills with surprise&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;young backpackers&lt;br&gt;American lasses&lt;br&gt;mix very happily&lt;br&gt;with all classes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;despite wet weather&lt;br&gt;off the city&lt;br&gt;to see everything&lt;br&gt;they look so pretty</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158821</link><pubDate>9/8/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>A BIT DUMB by Lee Emmett</title><description>a bit dumb&lt;br&gt;too fat&lt;br&gt;not pretty enough&lt;br&gt;why do it -&lt;br&gt;this comparative stuff&lt;br&gt;imagine other's better&lt;br&gt;build big pile &lt;br&gt;of mind-rubbish&lt;br&gt;self-esteem dies&lt;br&gt;become unattractive&lt;br&gt;self-fulfilling prophecy&lt;br&gt;get what deserve&lt;br&gt;feel insecure&lt;br&gt;scare away&lt;br&gt;mad, really&lt;br&gt;could try new strategy&lt;br&gt;like, good enough&lt;br&gt;happy enough&lt;br&gt;fit enough&lt;br&gt;just being self&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158795</link><pubDate>9/8/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>GOETHE HAUS by Lee Emmett</title><description>high point of trip&lt;br&gt;call by Goethe Haus&lt;br&gt;where poet once wrote&lt;br&gt;great thoughts rouse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and family entertained&lt;br&gt;eminent folk of the day&lt;br&gt;library full of inspiration&lt;br&gt;for Werther and other plays&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;overlooked garden&lt;br&gt;admired furniture of the time&lt;br&gt;ornamental clock in hallway&lt;br&gt;imagine when it chimed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;heard life stories from guide&lt;br&gt;another spoke of art collection&lt;br&gt;felt humble in the aura&lt;br&gt;overwhelmed by reflection&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;descriptions of contemporaries&lt;br&gt;and intimate biographies&lt;br&gt;Germany´s preeminent intellectual&lt;br&gt;encompassed all philosophies&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139172</link><pubDate>9/8/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>SIX IN THE MORNING IN FRANKFURT by Lee Emmett</title><description>six in the morning in Frankfurt&lt;br&gt;most in hostel are asleep&lt;br&gt;looking down on Kaiserstrasse&lt;br&gt;if from the window leap&lt;br&gt;would be three storeys high&lt;br&gt;above deserted street&lt;br&gt;except for noise of talkers&lt;br&gt;and early workers on feet&lt;br&gt;tram car goes past by station&lt;br&gt;older women come for breakfast&lt;br&gt;blues music on radio&lt;br&gt;wonder will clouds last&lt;br&gt;sun yet to appear&lt;br&gt;neons still looking bright&lt;br&gt;blue sky brightening&lt;br&gt;frightening away the night</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139147</link><pubDate>9/8/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>JUST MET FIRST AUSSIE by Lee Emmett</title><description>just met first Aussie&lt;br&gt;from Brisbane town&lt;br&gt;could tell from acent&lt;br&gt;he's from 'under-down'&lt;br&gt;just a brief handshake&lt;br&gt;he's got plane to catch&lt;br&gt;working visa in UK&lt;br&gt;brief conversation snatch&lt;br&gt;must not succumb at once&lt;br&gt;to extreme nostalgia&lt;br&gt;to hear and see folk again&lt;br&gt;friends from home, Australia</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139148</link><pubDate>9/8/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>OH, SWEET JASMINE BRIGHT by Lee Emmett</title><description>oh, sweet jasmine bright&lt;br&gt;in starlight, gracing fence&lt;br&gt;with intertwining leaves&lt;br&gt;and potent fragrance&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh, the hooting owl&lt;br&gt;far off, out of sight&lt;br&gt;silently flaps wings&lt;br&gt;hunting late at night&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh, is this the dawn&lt;br&gt;clambering over cloud&lt;br&gt;spreading rosy arms&lt;br&gt;in a welcome proud&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;oh, a moonstruck lass&lt;br&gt;gazing upon lover&lt;br&gt;in the open meadow&lt;br&gt;near a mournful plover&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158762</link><pubDate>9/7/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>WHAT TO DO FOR HUMAN SUFFERING by Lee Emmett</title><description>what to do for human suffering&lt;br&gt;emotional and physical pain&lt;br&gt;in face of worldly misery&lt;br&gt;to help get spirits up again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;see people paralysed in fear&lt;br&gt;torturing themselves with guilt&lt;br&gt;or enduring chronic conditions&lt;br&gt;their lives on anguish built&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hear real stories of disaster&lt;br&gt;or ongoing experience of grief&lt;br&gt;nature and range of unhappiness&lt;br&gt;sometimes beggars belief&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;in relation to many situations&lt;br&gt;a reliable source of comfort&lt;br&gt;can be introspective meditation&lt;br&gt;which can assist and support&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;with equanimity in mind, it's&lt;br&gt;easier to tackle any problems&lt;br&gt;wise action, with compassion&lt;br&gt;often reveals unexpected gems&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158728</link><pubDate>9/6/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>SITS IN FRONT OF FIRE by Lee Emmett</title><description>sits in front of fire&lt;br&gt;integrity runs through veins&lt;br&gt;usually high expectations &lt;br&gt;cause excruciating pains&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;principles drive actions&lt;br&gt;disappointment often lets down&lt;br&gt;limited perspective of mortals&lt;br&gt;and egoism causes to frown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;over time, becoming realistic&lt;br&gt;separating self and others&lt;br&gt;intuitive grasp of consequences&lt;br&gt;means much of life bothers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gives so much of self&lt;br&gt;often at point of exhaustion&lt;br&gt;encourage to reflect and rest&lt;br&gt;to regain sense of completion&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158733</link><pubDate>9/6/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>VERY INDEPENDENT by Lee Emmett</title><description>very independent&lt;br&gt;and so carefree&lt;br&gt;is this meant to be&lt;br&gt;individually hellbent&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;don't think 'tomorrow'&lt;br&gt;take day at a time&lt;br&gt;spending last dime&lt;br&gt;avoiding sorrow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;commitment, what?&lt;br&gt;won't go there&lt;br&gt;please, don't dare&lt;br&gt;such a load of rot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now just accept &lt;br&gt;left hand and right&lt;br&gt;clasping, despite&lt;br&gt;separately adept&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158712</link><pubDate>9/5/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>VALLEY BATHES IN FULL MOON LIGHT by Lee Emmett</title><description>valley bathes in full moon light&lt;br&gt;gentle breeze rustles gum leaves&lt;br&gt;restless ram  baas relentlessly&lt;br&gt;it's just too bright to sleep&lt;br&gt;hear possum stirring in eucalypt&lt;br&gt;and traffic noise along highway&lt;br&gt;air's clear and clean after downpour&lt;br&gt;with street-lights well-defined&lt;br&gt;all that's missing is company&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;in the study, behind the computer&lt;br&gt;a huntsman lurks, its hairy legs &lt;br&gt;hidden, temporarily out of sight&lt;br&gt;earlier today the spider's body&lt;br&gt;sat in triangular lotus position&lt;br&gt;at uppermost corner of ceiling&lt;br&gt;apparently in perfect equipoise&lt;br&gt;it also lacks an earthly mate&lt;br&gt;(unless its companion is hiding)&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158666</link><pubDate>9/4/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>WE'RE SISTERS by Lee Emmett</title><description>we're sisters&lt;br&gt;who grew up &lt;br&gt;in the same home&lt;br&gt;in the same town&lt;br&gt;at the same time&lt;br&gt;how is it possible&lt;br&gt;to experience&lt;br&gt;and remember &lt;br&gt;each of our parents&lt;br&gt;so differently</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158668</link><pubDate>9/4/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>A CAPELLA NIGHT by Lee Emmett</title><description>a capella night&lt;br&gt;Burrinja's Selby Folk Club&lt;br&gt;perfect pitch voices</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=158669</link><pubDate>9/4/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>PAPIER-MACHE OWLS    by Lee Emmett</title><description>papier-mâché owls&lt;br&gt;of copper-bronze hue&lt;br&gt;from Myanmar in Burma&lt;br&gt;with chest ornamental blue&lt;br&gt;sit on the window ledge&lt;br&gt;looking wise, these two&lt;br&gt;mementos of friend's trip&lt;br&gt;bring daily joy, it's true</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=139013</link><pubDate>9/4/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>HONG KONG CENTRAL by Lee Emmett</title><description>not many place to sit in Hong Kong city central&lt;br&gt;have to pay through the nose in some buildings&lt;br&gt;where the opulence is beyond the reach of the&lt;br&gt;average person, most of the goods in the shops &lt;br&gt;are geared to the tourist trade, and there's not&lt;br&gt;really a problem with that, because expectations&lt;br&gt;are met; but take a stroll towards the water and&lt;br&gt;you will see another side of life: a young fellow&lt;br&gt;with truncated limbs begs for coins from passersby&lt;br&gt;at the central ferry area; seating is sparse &lt;br&gt;you get the sense of a population in transit ...&lt;br&gt;when finally come across some public benches&lt;br&gt;a couple of fellows can be observed fishing from &lt;br&gt;the harbour, they have hand-held lines, and &lt;br&gt;call pleasantries to two women removing weeds in &lt;br&gt;the garden at the base of the covered walkway&lt;br&gt;... recognise accent of fellow Australians who&lt;br&gt;are discussing where their boat might be and&lt;br&gt;they smile in greeting; cool breath of wind &lt;br&gt;from the harbour gives brief respite from the&lt;br&gt;cloying, moist heat; Hong Kong is an active&lt;br&gt;working harbour, with boats moving people and&lt;br&gt;freight all day and night ... redevelopment is&lt;br&gt;happening along the waterfront, with heavy-duty&lt;br&gt;equipments' vibrations forming a constant noise&lt;br&gt;in the background ... in the open-air spaces people&lt;br&gt;move at a leisurely pace, saving any speed for the &lt;br&gt;air-conditioned buildings ... ferries chug their&lt;br&gt;way from point to point, carrying the multitudes&lt;br&gt;and it is very obvious who is here on holiday&lt;br&gt;compared with those who reside and work in this&lt;br&gt;thriving, steamy city of domino-shaped buildings</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=138979</link><pubDate>9/4/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>HONG KONG HARBOUR by Lee Emmett</title><description>looking over the harbour&lt;br&gt;taking time out from walk&lt;br&gt;hear people as they pass&lt;br&gt;foreign languages talk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;far away is mountain&lt;br&gt;cloud sits on its head&lt;br&gt;haze drifts like blue veil&lt;br&gt;eagles flies wings spread&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;people are all very busy&lt;br&gt;some stop to chat or eat&lt;br&gt;just past mid-afternoon&lt;br&gt;time to rest weary feet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;in about an hour meet friend&lt;br&gt;travel back to her work&lt;br&gt;has evening sessions tonight&lt;br&gt;and duties she cannot shirk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;grandparents sit at next table&lt;br&gt;looking after young girl&lt;br&gt;grandmother ties her in sling&lt;br&gt;dark hair without any curl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sun dropping low in sky&lt;br&gt;heat of sun is near&lt;br&gt;will need to reorient position&lt;br&gt;soon skin will begin to sear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;fellow in crocodile boots&lt;br&gt;white stripe on navy suit&lt;br&gt;talks German into mobile&lt;br&gt;ferry arrives, gives loud hoot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bus terminus behind&lt;br&gt;short walk over to train&lt;br&gt;bustling centre of commerce&lt;br&gt;cloudy, maybe threatens rain</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=138980</link><pubDate>9/4/2008</pubDate></item></channel></rss>