Posted in Australia, Time


Halfway, between lunch and tea
underneath the old gum tree
gazing up, towards the sky
I dream my life passing by.

Clouds float above my eyes
the cockatoo’s begin to cry
the wind whistles through the trees
and I am open to evenings breeze.


I like to think I'm a story teller. I love stories. I believe the world is filled with stories just waiting to be told and learned. I enjoy travelling down the road less travelled, with my iPhone and journal in each hand. Here you'll find all my poetic musings... Enjoy!

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