Bora born

Subtle sunday _

Smokey signs loop through spirals overhead

the bi-plane previews Sunday arv

in a sun kissed sky winter bled.

On the stage move dapples of leafy shade

bob marley's back beat blends the scene

on grass filled bodies deliciously made.

Where came the notes for this public space dream

the frangipanni breeze in tune

then realize for now, within it has been.

The sun's winter fingers stretch long, pure born

water blue a lagoon sky breathes

an innate welcome friendly rendered warm.

Lovers on grass, where love idles in time

sweet kisses taste his inner arm

to bless her touch so tender refined.

Their sideways thoughts greet in a peace filled calm

then rise through their bodies with ease

resistance completely disarmed
to refine youths fresh inner needs.

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© june 2011 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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