Cloudbank
blipped you on the bom
radar coming on a
scan circlet racking
down from Dunedoo
from Merriwa Cassillis
through the trolleys
abandoned in the
run for cover car park
at Greenhills punters
hitting Spanky McDrunky’s
in the heat caught out
by the thunderhead
I woke up to a blown out
garden screamed
we have a tomato down
ran into the rain held it
fumbling for the fruit
vital work of summer
this dancing on a milk crate
heatstroke cloud bank days
how many n's in Dunedoo?
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Love this Sis!
ReplyDeleteKit that's her bung'n on the Scottish accent again I reckon...
ReplyDelete"screamed we have a tomato down ran into the rain ... vital work of summer "...Jeez Kerri... Lovely!
ReplyDeletewe're all fumbling - wonderful
ReplyDeleteDitto to previous comments - what an absolute blast of a poem Kerri :)
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