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Far away
Lord, a country far away where morepork croon nikau sway a country small few truly know a country small stands alone antarctic stars pacific waves forests strange mountain’s grace sparkle quietly in your eye calling gently to my mind Lord, … Continue reading
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Hi there, as you can tell I enjoy dabbling round with a bit of poetry, and a bit of photography, here and there. On wordpress I’m trying to just publish the stuff I really like, that I’ve jotted down over … Continue reading
Pool
Around the pool We gather The hopes of a hundred Winter days And a score of nations Gathered together for a week or two clustered in our little honeycomb rooms gathering sunburn as if it were nectar unwinding yes sort … Continue reading
Dad
A hill a view of the sea sunshine the wind fresh in our faces and the dirt beneath our feet. For us these were the happiest times quiet undistracted together. Both of us complicated both of us having rooms and … Continue reading
Arizaro
Salar of the skies what forlorn rusted crags tear against your saline shores Their black shadowed gullies hold minerals and ancient new-world ghosts but nothing more Beyond, earth’s crudest fires stand sentinel white capped cones harvesting the heavens We speed … Continue reading
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Tagged Andes, Argentina, salar, Salar de Arizaro
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Raindrop’s dream
Whose invisible ether is it that dissolves and swirls in time as a grain of sugar in tea? Once when a child, time and place were always imagined as pets who would run at my bidding But if they are … Continue reading
A lingering embrace
Slow mists stirred by the invisible wind I cannot hear nor feel Cool, lonely this mountain side cloud the only company a lingering embrace Down, down they do not know yet mountain needs no human blessing forest flanks insulate the … Continue reading
Apple Tree
Big yellow-green dollops like ice-cream protrude short unmown grass feast for drunken wasps sipping pools of water In holes pocking rotting fruit their fermented flying subject to no breath tests Other insects come too not wanting to miss the party … Continue reading