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A Quiet Camp

Give me A quiet camp In a remote national park Any day Over a caravan park Where the snakes Bake quietly And roo's abound Fleeting qlimpse'es Of things between the gums And dingos howl From across the other ridge With the setting sun Give me A quiet camp Out where Bushman still roam They stand tall On a low hill And watch The goings on Give me A quiet camp Where the silence And cicadas Are deafening The stars Shine brighter Than any street lamp Give me A quiet camp Where theres No rubbish lying about And white toilet paper Dots the ground Give me A quiet camp Where theres No people around And i will show you The bush Where animals abound Give me A quiet camp Out where the roustabouts Made a push Near where The dead men lie And the pioneers They still whisper On the wind Give me A quiet camp So i can Lay my head down

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Date: 3/24/2019 7:49:00 PM
Hi caren, when you think of a park i am actually in the middle of know where. I love isolation, the challenge, the danger, the history. And am lucky to have a free spirit which takes me to many an isolated beach. I am so lucky and so humbled to be able to do what i love in some very special places. And my poems just reflect my life and what i see. Thanks for your support.
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Date: 3/17/2019 8:18:00 PM
There is nothing like a sweet outside park where you can shut your eyes off and sleep under the stars, breathing the sweet air, feeling that God is watching and keeping you safe,Dominic.
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