Visions
By peterelbee
Fri, 17 Sep 2010
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Visions of a commune, ocker hippie lingo
Images of Uluru, transgression of a dingo
Shrouded diamond cosmos, half a cheesy-moon
Incense and a guitar, lighter burns a spoon
Outback canine bogeyman, trotting in the dark
Nabbed a little bubba, without a yelp or bark
Hysteria for Azaria and a dingo on the prowl.
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Hi peterelbee, I like this,
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi peterelbee,
I like this, because it's so casual, like writing
down visions that come into your head. It's how all
the best poems start.
I love the first line, really cool man!
Jenny.
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Me too. 'Shrouded diamond
Permalink Submitted by RachelPatricia on
Me too.
'Shrouded diamond cosmos, half a cheesy-moon'
Love this :)
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Are you referring to the
Are you referring to the little baby that disappeared in the outback in Australia? Nice little poem!
pia ;)
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. . . 'a mystical red rock
. . . 'a mystical red rock and Alice Springs ' it doesn't matter that you write the formal place name. Mystical because there was such an aura of it about the baby's disappearance.Just a silly suggestion. The rock really is a fantastic place. I wish I hadn't only flewn over it. It would be nice to visit and climb up to the top and see all the aboriginal wall paintings. love your little poem. I used to live in Australia-as a child. Love the country dearly.
;) pia
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