For the 1st girl I sat next to on a rock in Karratha..
Starry star
When I take to bush
with modern swag
To gaze upon a Starry night
Leaving cares and phone behind
The smell of wild and dust
flows over me I roll onto my side I ponder
If only I could do this 'midst the hectic city life
But ceaseless noise and cluttered thoughts
Always to remind
Due in the morning
Don't leave that behind
Cannot fail to meet the deadline will I finish it
in time?
Oh cease this endless Cacophany that swirls
Around my head like an
urban willy willy its Twists
its Turns confound me I don't
want to leave the confines of my safe and quiet warmth
and unsaid clarity a piece full of serenity my comfy single bed
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Author:
Pearcemelville 卯升 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2022 11:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Henry Lawson inspired for tracey Star
- Category: Reflection
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