Bora born
The deepest hurt _
How do you write of time pressed into moments
reabsorbed in a history as it fleets by.
Set in motion through another's inner pain
when people slide doors on a cairns sidewalk
and our humanity walks off tear in eye.
Yet there it is 5am, just half light when
he leaves the blue rooming house, esplanade bound.
Empty streets time stamp inner city life's beat
except for lorrakeets' rabble rousing chat
down past shields on abbott's art gallery's ground.
She approaches in a head down power walk
around the corner of the railway hotel.
Handbag slung over her shoulder dressed from a
night out, arms folded across her chest. closed
off body language, the air warm as, space swells.
Gravity falls, her attention drawn, he looks
up as her hand motions why she sets the tone.
The face youth never left behind she shields, as
he hears the deep sobs of inner hurt no one
should have to bear alone, pierce his comfort zone.
- O -
© 5th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes and media are here.
reabsorbed in a history as it fleets by.
Set in motion through another's inner pain
when people slide doors on a cairns sidewalk
and our humanity walks off tear in eye.
Yet there it is 5am, just half light when
he leaves the blue rooming house, esplanade bound.
Empty streets time stamp inner city life's beat
except for lorrakeets' rabble rousing chat
down past shields on abbott's art gallery's ground.
She approaches in a head down power walk
around the corner of the railway hotel.
Handbag slung over her shoulder dressed from a
night out, arms folded across her chest. closed
off body language, the air warm as, space swells.
Gravity falls, her attention drawn, he looks
up as her hand motions why she sets the tone.
The face youth never left behind she shields, as
he hears the deep sobs of inner hurt no one
should have to bear alone, pierce his comfort zone.
- O -
© 5th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes and media are here.
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The deepest hurt _
The deepest hurt _