Silence

Silence Beware the silence in your head, Best check to see if you are dead, The words are there but nothing said, Blood does flow, still bloody red, Prospect uninviting, Sandgoannas are a fighting, They want to eat old Fred Don Johnson
if you're dying in the donga, by the shores of linga longa, and the dingoes howl cos tuckers on the way, and the crows are circling yonder, upon a feed to ponder, but the Goannas have it covered here today:)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Ramsdale Avatar
September 11, 2011 at 9:55 PM
hahaha you entertain me Don. Fun to read my friend. CR
Sivey Avatar
September 9, 2011 at 3:55 PM
Clever and interesting write Don! I just love the silence of your poem...or is there silence?? Great job!!
Sweetheart Avatar
September 9, 2011 at 12:24 PM
well an interesting write at that DON.. silence is golden they say.. I like noise.haha.. but this has a quality of intensity conveyed in your lines luv.. why so silent?
Johnson Avatar
September 9, 2011 at 6:32 PM
if your dying in the donga, by the shores of linga longa, and the dingoes howl cos tuckers on the way, and the crows are circling yonder, upon a feed to ponder, but the goannas have it covered here today:)
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