A sad poem

Gerry Cavanagh (Cabba), Mullumbimby

I love this burnt out country…

but now it never, never rains

I loved her far horizons,

I loved her jewelled sea…

Her beauty, now is terror


Like the trees…

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One response to “A sad poem”

  1. phil says:

    Wish it would stop raining

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