Bushes blanket
and grasses wave,
travelling on,
travelling on,
past patchwork
quilt of sage and gold
travelling on,
travelling on,
while low scruffy hills
roll and ride along
travelling on,
travelling on,
cumulus clouds
in turquoise sky
travelling high,
travelling high.
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Author:
alison.westcoast (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem tries to depict the rolling expanses we see as we travel.
- Category: Nature
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