Rallentanda
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
On The Road With Handel
a fast drive on the open road
allegro firing up the creative juices
cold snap over
the dark mountain range
frames a few fat friesians
dotted along the plains
the old rusty sheds
never looked so good
and the black black night
with the dark dead quiet
punctuated
only by a bird having a bad dream is
to die for
so happy to be back
amongst the country dogs
chooks cows cats galahs
roos and even the joe blakes
in town
a cow cockie saw me
struggling to load the van
said
here,let me do it for ya luv
i almost burst into tears
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That sounds like a very good day indeed :)
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ReplyDeleteframes a few fat freisians
dotted along the plains
Would love to see such an exquisite sight..!
Loved this :D
I can hear and feel your relief to be home in a rural setting after the city. ME TOO! (Just got back.)
ReplyDeleteTo be united with a familiar place again is wonderful. I loved the flow and the rhythm. Well-penned. :-)
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LOVE the music. It goes perfectly with your perfect poem. I love the dark, dark night and the bird having a bad dream. Lovely thoughts for what sounds like a wonderful trip.
ReplyDeleteI love escaping to the countryside. This is a beautiful piece and the music is perfect.
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