Music for the Band ‘Mosquito’
In concert, the band 'Mosquito'
Whine and dine the night away
The searing wild noise they play
Only costs the blood you pay.
Sing along with the ‘Mosquito’
Hum it, strum the air guitar on air
The sucking stream of liquid music
Is the blood botherhood you share
Sing the song of the Mosquito
Cry the night into a dark lullaby
That irritating sing-song sound
Is eating your blood! Goodbye!
May 1996 © Wayne David Knoll,
Brisbane Queensland
About Me
- Wayne D Knoll
- I am a 4th-to-6th generation Australian of Silesian (Prusso-Polish), Welsh, Schwabian-Württemberg German, yeoman English, Scots, & Cornish stock; all free settlers who emigrated between 1848-1893 as colonial pioneers. I am the 2nd of 7 brothers and a sister raised on the income off 23 acres. I therefore belong to an Australian Peasantry which historians claim doesn't exist. I began to have outbreaks of poetry in 1975 when training for a Diploma of Mission Theology in Melbourne. I've since done a BA in Literature and Professional Writing and Post-graduate Honours in Australian History. My poem chapbook 'Compost of Dreams' was published in 1994. I have built a house of trees and mud-bricks, worked forests, lived as a new-pioneer, fathered-n-raised two sons and a daughter, and am now a proud grandfather. I have worked as truck fresh-food farmer, a freelance foliage-provider, been a member of a travelling Christian Arts troupe, worked as duty officer and conflict resolutionist with homeless alcoholic men, been editor/publisher of a Journal of Literature for Christian Pilgrimage, a frontier researcher, done poetry in performance seminars in schools and public events.
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