Overwritten
Pitter patter of the rain
used to remind me of,
muddy shoes and smelly toes..
But now, it reminds me of,
easy conversation,
merry laughter
& a journey I could have
continued
forever..
Saturday 27th July 2019 3:53 am
Miles and John
John and Miles on the final tour
soaring like eagles in my ears
The wind breezes past my open face
And wafts the melody high up into the heavens
where it sounds out its angelic anthem
Broadcast to the entire globe
Marvelling in its musical wizardry
Triumphing in its tuneful finery.
Monday 10th September 2018 8:42 pm
Winging It (Nullarbor Journey)
The Nullarbor Plain, seven hundred miles of waterless plain but with many trees (and untold kangaroos) is other-worldy in its exquisite and remote presence. Like most parts of non-urban Australia it is a dangerous and even fatal place for fools and risk-takers, who regularly pay the ultimate price. This piece is about the aura of darkness that surrounds the happy traveller in such surroundings.
...Monday 22nd January 2018 4:33 am
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