Sleeping Kangaroo
The sleeping kangaroo The sleeping kangaroo took me into the abyss of sour grapes.~~~
a wildlife with wildfire turned over by the wildflower.~~~ Seascapes; full of sand that no one dared to understand!~~~~ Drowning underwater in a universe that had no expand.~~~~~ Where the passer-by's felt the expression of sadness in his sleeping face.~~ Experiencing the world with one lonely look, is all it took. ~~~~ A grain of salt, in the night sky! ~~~~~ Where clouds ‘walk-sneak and / clouds-cry like a whirlpool’, ~~~~~ Tears from a near by fountain deep in a valley. ~~~~~ Where we can sing for roo's sleeping heart. ~~~~~ Death in a wild flower mourning asleep on the hour. ~~~~~ Seeing’ is believing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~p.d.
The Nullabor it does abhor~~~the desert in it standing~~~~
The broken heart~~~~he keeps apart ~~~~where Eagles are a landing~~~~kangaroo is prolific cos good seasons bring in millions~~~~~they shoot them for the last hundred years,
Hoppy is still there in millions~~~~Almost a plague after rain~~~
The cure the joy the madness ploy, just catch a little shiela~~~but broken hearts tend to self destroy~~~
The one true love, to feel her~~~so searching for the lock of eyes upon the Nullabor~~~kangaroo does abound, dead straight the road for sure~~~~ Ironic tale sour grapes inhale,
He sleeps upon the plain~~~ his swag is near the old Ute, and the dog is ever watchful~~~his protector is a beaut ~~ civilisation calls~~~he has to go back to the city streets~~~
And searching ever searching for the eyes of lady sweet~~~
For our Sweet Destroyer Poet,
Don
was lost during contest????
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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