If you See a Bombie, do not Touch it!

Lao women have forged a close friendship performing a dangerous task to free their country of lethal vestiges of war.

Here’s a poem I wrote after watching Foreign Correspondent on 15 July 2014.

“If you see a bombie, do not touch it!”

They are small, only the size of a tennis ball
Millions scattered over the green country
Their deadly touch lying in wait

“If you see a bombie, do not touch it!”
Sing the little children, innocent souls, not even
Born when the bombs rained down on their parents

Every eight minutes, for nine years
While bloody battles raged in Vietnam
Now, decades later, still killing and maiming

“If you see a bombie, do not touch it!”
Teachers teach while mothers clear the land
Equipped with probes and vital instructions

How to detonate the cluster bombs
Shed on Laos every eight minutes
For nine years during the brutal war

Only the size of a tennis ball, but deadly
Difficult to see, pretending to be a rock
After four decades of rain and dust

Twenty thousand people killed or maimed
Since the deadly rains had ceased
As if the end of war was not

“If you see a bombie, do not touch it!”
But they mightn’t see the deadly trap!
Like the blind and handless farmer

Now walking through his village
Clinging to his loving wife
This new life trying to accept

There’s no anger in his heart
Such are Lao people, and the culprit
Says: “Let’s increase our annual funding.”

Twelve million dollars to be precise
Ten million more than all the years before
“If you see a bombie, do not touch it!”

Sing the little Lao children
While their brave and able mothers
Go on clearing the infested land


Cluster bomblets have been nicknamed “bombies” by the locals.
The United States dropped more than 260 million cluster bomblets on Laos during the Vietnam War.

Lao women leading effort to clear millions of
unexploded bombs left over from Vietnam War

Foreign Correspondent 15 July 2014 http://www.abc.net.au By Sally Sara

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SunWinks! 27 July 2014: Ars Poetica

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Ars Poetica

My poem can be whatever it wants to be

Free to sing

Free to laugh

Free to cry

Free to rhyme

Or not to rhyme


My poem is free and can be whatever it wants to be

Out of darkness it shines

Like a bright star

On sunny days

It dances with shimmering waves

At sunset

It joins the birds in birdsong

On a rainy day

It marvels at raindrops

Sliding down the window

In sleepy rivulets

Or stopping

As precious pearls from heaven

On flower petals and green leaves


My poem can be whatever it wants to be

But it must be free

Free to sing a sad song

Or a happy tune

Or even a silly one

Such good fun

In form

Or no form, like this one

Yet sprinkled with poetic dust


My poem can be whatever it wants to be

But sing it must.


© 2014 Irina Dimitric


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Share Your World – 2014 week 29

Have you ever been in a submarine? If you haven’t, would you want to? I haven’t and I wouldn’t want to. I don’t feel comfortable in enclosed spaces.

Are you a listener or talker? Both, as a matter of fact.

Do you prefer crunchy peanut butter or smooth peanut butter? Anything with your peanut butter? Ah, peanut butter! First tasted after the war in primary school, a gift from the UNRRA (United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration) to the war-affected children of Yugoslavia. This gooey, sticky, strange spread and a glass of powdered milk tasted really nice. It was smooth peanut butter. In Australia I discovered the crunchy version which I like even better.

Here is what I found about UNRRA on Wikipedia:
The United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration (UNRRA) was an international relief agency, largely dominated by the United States but representing 44 nations. Founded in 1943, it became part of the United Nations in 1945, was especially active in 1945 and 1946, and largely shut down operations in 1947. Its purpose was to “plan, co-ordinate, administer or arrange for the administration of measures for the relief of victims of war in any area under the control of any of the United Nations through the provision of food, fuel, clothing, shelter and other basic necessities, medical and other essential services”.[1] Its staff of civil servants included 12,000 people, with headquarters in New York. Funding came from many nations, and totaled $3.7 billion, of which the United States contributed $2.7 billion; Britain $625 million and Canada $139 million.

As a family we received cartons of food marked Breakfast, Dinner, and there must have been Supper too,  I’m sure. I remember clearly that Breakfast was maroon and Dinner blue, Supper must have been green. I liked everything but chewing gum was best!

I was quite disappointed when the recess rations of peanut butter and milk stopped in 1947.

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Have you ever been drunk? Oh yes, I’m ashamed to admit. But that was long ago when I was young and foolish. I don’t drink alcohol at all these days.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I’m grateful for my husband’s improved health. And I’m looking forward to going for a walk with him.

I enjoyed answering these questions, Cee.


© 2014 Irina Dimitric

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“One Word Photo Challenge: Aqua”

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Glass canopy – I think it needs a wash


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Dove and Owen


We want Peace!

Originally posted on Rethinking Life:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADove asked Owen if he would agree to be part of her act this weekend for the big Peace In.   The sweet bird agreed immediately.  Dove made a tiny Peace banner for him to hold. He was very pleased to be part of her act.  They have worked together before and are good friends.  They often play in the field  together and watch the Rubber Ducks by the pond.  It’s not much of an act, to be honest.  It’s more of a visual representation of a chicklet and a parakeet who want Peace to be a reality.  Still, a bit of practice is good for the soul.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers

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Old bottles and inkpots

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Painted vase between teapots on my kitchen windowsill

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Teapot with two birds

Anyone for a cuppa?


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MH17 Tragedy (SunWinks! 20 July 2014)

This tragedy hit me really hard. I had to stop watching the news.
The terrorist attack on the Twin Towers in 2001 threw me into deep depression. My GP recommended then I stay away from TV news at times like this. So I’m being careful this time. But I can’t help feeling down, so many innocent lives lost. Such carnage! We are so powerless over Fate and Death.

In the sky

Debris falling down
In all directions
Airplane parts
And body parts
Human bodies
Old and young
Falling down
Lives brutally
Cut short!

Death’s scythe
Was most efficient
Job well done
In an instant

Death’s orgy
On the ground
Smoking wreckage
Death’s stench
In the fields
Death’s mocking
Killing twice:

“I am the Master
Forever in your mind
You are my slaves
Forever to me bound.”


May they soon rest in peace!
At this moment (22 July 2014) the bodies of victims
are in refrigerated train carriages.

May the world build peace!

© 2014 Irina Dimitric


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Twenty-four words from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

This is the poem
of the soul
Naked to sun
and rain
Like the white soul
of the saint
These are the hands
that believe
and build


Twenty-four words from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow; I inserted “soul” in the second line and “These are” in the third line from the bottom.

© 2014 Irina Dimitric



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Sunday Stills, the next challenge: The letter “B”

Birds with long Beaks on my Balcony

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Black Currawong and Kookaburras

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The Australian Magpie has a whitish beak with a black tip and sings most beautifully.

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The Kookaburra is a fat bird with a very strong beak but it’s not sharp, so when it grabs your finger, it doesn’t hurt at all.
These birds like me because I feed them. They love kangaroo mince. Magpies enjoy sunflower seeds too; I don’t know yet whether Currawongs would like them. I know they feed on berries in the bush, they just might like sunflower seeds too.

Kookaburras are confirmed carnivores!


When you’re too old to look after a dog, or even a cat, birds are your best friends.  :)


Copyright 2014 Irina Dimitric



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A Lingering Look At Windows: Week #28

I took these photos with my smart phone HTC Desire yesterday.

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Enjoying a delicious lunch with my husband at Mosman Café, Sydney, Australia, I took this photo from inside through the window.

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On the way out I couldn’t resist taking a photo of this gorgeous furniture shop.

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I just love the colour of the armchair and the beautiful display. You can see my reflection on the right of the chair.


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