Our Day to Dance

I wrote this poem after I stepped out from my Motorhome that winter's day to take a photo of the vast paddock of grass swaying in the wild wind. Oxley Creek Common, Rocklea, Brisbane, Queensland. Beverley Joy. Audio +++ I step outside and it’s blowing a gale I pull my warm coat tighter I can’t... Continue Reading →

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