Dead leaves wash away with accompanying rain, winds blow along this dark, lonely lane Why did I do it, why cause so much pain I…
Comments closedDead leaves wash away with accompanying rain, winds blow along this dark, lonely lane Why did I do it, why cause so much pain I…
Comments closedTwo Mothers Ears spiked then swivel on her head there’re twitching, listening for sound. With eyes that search now overhead, her hooves they stomp the…
Comments closedLying in tall grass Cloudless sky feels reachable Childhood memories David J Delaney 12/03/2010 ©
Comments closedThey rummage in the pantry they’re fighting in the hall and leave their dirty prints on every single wall. There are balls up on the…
Comments closedSonnet no. 6. Visions of love lost My arms outstretched again my dearest love, I’m watching as your dress glides on the grass, Your vibrant…
Comments closedNew Generation Veterans We honour our old veterans, we honour them with pride and read of all the horrors they have carried deep inside. We…
Comments closedMist on mountains high Bellbirds sing through valleys green Breathtaking beauty David J Delaney 12/03/2010 ©
Comments closedSharing some Tea She sits alone in the shade of a tree pretending to sip her own cup of tea her tutu’s so fine and…
Comments closedSonnet no. 5 Why New morning sun brings forth her warming rays while dying leaves drift gently to the ground. Approaching winter soon will dampen…
Comments closedChangi Larrikins They huddle in the bush, like thieves who strike then flee the fight and know if they are caught, they’d not survive another…
Comments closedOceans rolling waves Willy willy’s desert dance Timeless ancient land David J Delaney 20/03/2010 ©
Comments closedWill there be Peace ? Why does the human race, destroy their fellow man, change a way of life, take control of someone’s land. This…
Comments closedAn Old Vets Christmas He shuffles down a quiet darkened street, alone, he always dreads this time of year, cause locals he just cannot bear…
Comments closedSonnet no.1 The paupers friend Now thou hast mingled with the noble class but they’d not see in life that which I do see, they…
Comments closedCampfire Thoughts Sitting by the campfire glow do you drift in silent thought think of diggers young and brave and countries where they fought Resting…
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