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The Great Wide Blue up Yonder
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The Great Wide Blue up Yonder |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria 
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THE GREAT WIDE BLUE UP YONDER Trapped in a city of of unclean air, I gaze around with a vacant stare And wonder where I made that erroneous turn, For many a day it’s clouded in smog, The fumes and the dust the sinuses clog, Once more for those wide open spaces I yearn. For once again I would like to wander Beneath the great wide blue up yonder, Where wild flower buds are born to blush unseen, Where their fragrance pure is wasted Like vintage wine that’s never tasted, Then drifts away in those far flung glades of green. To see an old man kangaroo As he leaves his tracks in the morning dew, Slowly raise himself to his full majestic height, His senses quickly become intense As a dingo shows at the boundary fence, Then stealthily steals away in the gathering light. To rest in the shade on a river’s bank Where the grass grows green and lush and rank, And the reeds all gently murmur in the breeze, Watching swallows that duty bring To catch insects upon the wing, Their nestling’s hunger shortly to appease. As the sun at it’s meridian shines And activity in the bush declines, Solace and solitude quietly paves the way, But as the afternoon wears on The heat of sun is gradually gone, Towards the closing of another perfect day. At twilight, half an hour ‘fore dark, A ring- barked redgum standing stark Is immersed suddenly in a swirling cloud of white, A screeching crowd of cockatoos For silence who at first refuse, Then slowly settle down for the coming night. Then as the dark it’s talons curl, The nocturnal birds their wings unfurl, Then a golden glow appears on horizons far, Forth comes a softly tranquil moon As frogs and crickets call in tune Interrupted by the call of some lone nightjar. The bush and plains it’s magic spun I know it’s not for everyone’ But to me it’s an untold paradise For city folk can never see The pleasure bush-lands bring to me Or appreciate the things that make it nice. Lindsay |
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whisperingwalt Member
since 2010-04-29
Posts 240Coquitlam, BC, Canada |
Lindsay, as men we yearn for the open spaces and the adventure...I can relate the wanting to be out of the city and being where life truly lives...well written..good rhymes and great mental imagery. |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Thank you Walt for your kind response, I'm so pleaed that you enjoyed the post and can relate to it. Take care. Lindsay |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
I have heard about the bush from my Aussie friends but I have never had such a complete description. Thank you. |
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Lamar Cole Member
since 2009-05-01
Posts 274 |
Sounds nice. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A pleasure to read...James |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
living once in the city/beach-town, and now here in the middle of cows and creeks and gardens, I sure appreciate this write dear Lindsay. Have you ever thought about publishing? I think you'd do very well! |
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threadbear Senior Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 817Indy |
beautifully rendered in Oz panaramas You have my writing respect, Lindsay, Jeff |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Blessed are the eyes which see this beauty, dear Lindsay. Wonderful longing for Nature, I experience this too for my Swiss mountains ...  Love, Margherita |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
LindsayP - anytime you would like to go to this place let me know. I'll meet you... BC |
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