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I was on a ship not long ago
That seemed destined to reach the horizon soon.
But you could tell from the growling and grinding of the engines,
The furrowed brows of weary seaman and bleeding deckhands,
That the captain’s dream was paved with bloody sacrifice.
Our lives became a living dreamtime story.
Blurring sunrise and sunset till the holy Sabbath
Became depressing metaphor.
I saw the flag fluttering…
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ON MEETING THE AUSTRALIAN POETIC GIANT-PETER SKRZYNECKI
He spoke with a gentle humour-
Blissfully unaware of the aura
That filled spaces around his diminutive frame.
As he unravelled pieces of his candid chronicle,
I saw the scars beneath those glistening eyes
Fighting to control the flood
That accompanies the revisiting of painful moments of a past-
Now-prescribed poems for an unwitting generation.
I wonder if each fifteen…
Added by THE BARD on November 11, 2011 at 18:30 — 12 Comments
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