Bora born
Swelter dawn_
Topped the scales today
forty degrees they say.
Body bared all night
sleep came with dawn's first light.
Towel on pillows spread
dries a leaky soaked head.
No sea breeze floats by
case windows opened wide.
Summer storms long gone
seasons stretch, something's wrong.
Where's yirrpa's wet shawl
cloak the skies, shield us all.
- O -
© 28th jan 2015 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes are here.
forty degrees they say.
Body bared all night
sleep came with dawn's first light.
Towel on pillows spread
dries a leaky soaked head.
No sea breeze floats by
case windows opened wide.
Summer storms long gone
seasons stretch, something's wrong.
Where's yirrpa's wet shawl
cloak the skies, shield us all.
- O -
© 28th jan 2015 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
Author's notes are here.
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Swelter dawn_
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