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Travellin’ the Gibb.
They’re bungin’ some tar on the
Gibb River Road,
so hooray for the Nomads and their heavy load.
**
I travelled it once,
a fair time in the past
through Kimberly Country
with horizons so vast.
Rememberin’ Fitzroy and dry bed Halls Creek
lookin’ around
needs more than a week.
Fitzroy Crossing - as ol’ timers will tell,
perhaps it was spawned from spit out of hell.
Bound by the Oscar and Napier Ranges
the ensuing years have rung many changes,
but still you will see, stingray, swordfish and shark –
from back in time when daytime was dark.
Tunnel Creek.
This creek is a Tunnel
of dark
hidden treasure,
perhaps a last remnant,
a lost barrier reef.
Make your way slowly
through stoney stilled waters ,
while colours cascade
to belie your belief.
Some three hundred million
of
annual rotations,
was the time
when these structures
were forced into
relief.
**
Standing above an alluvial floodplain
are escarpments that rang with the voice of the law - when
Jandamarra
shot his way into this country’s history.
Now
he is recorded in
Kimberley
folklore.
©.Rimeriter.
8/7/11.
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