Alice's sun and the travellers
The Sun was staring with his beady little eyes.
the company of kin clutches close. Gaps and gorges seaming hyper enormous and the Sand blows memories through our hair.
We laugh and sing until that staring sun dims.
Until the bird chokes
we chew lemons and feel drunk.
On Life and all its chunks.
The sweat sap of Golden lines.
In the rocks that towered though time.
Guided by a moral leader.
A grey nomad with all his silly features.
The people I love.
The country I sleep.
It felt more real in the blistering heat.
Of that yellow eyed sun.
F**ker get gone.
I'll hide in the lake of the serpent.
Or battle you where the cosmic dust meets the red earth.
I'll take you up the mountain where the pools skip down the crevasse.
F**k you and your burning eyes
You'll find me in the cavities of Alice.
Where Gaps are plenty.
And the Rivers flow dirty.
With the golden haired girl and her smile of pearls.
With the semi lame boofhead with his legs of strength.
Whom I love.
Whom I'll miss.
And for such a lovely moment.
A week of adventure.
We meet another time travellers.
The sun seems dimmer and I feel brighter with your love.
Jaydn Kempe November, 2016
Grey Bits
Jaydn wearing Julies hat at Ellery Creek |
2 comments:
Love your beautiful poem Jaydn, bought a tear to my eye.
Just awesome once again Mars. Jaydn has talent apart from mathematics!
You continue to inspire. xx
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