AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sacred Rust


Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Once a useful piece of machinery, resting on a farm at Red Hill, Mornington Peninsula
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One Single Impression #66 ~ Denouement
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Sacred resting rust
Enigmatic denouement
Sleeping cold legend

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24.9.19...Namar Z - I see you have used the name of my post as your blog title...
(Your first post appears to be May 31, 2019 and this post is May 31, 2009, 10 years earlier)
I guess I am flattered that it appeals to you...

9 comments:

This Is My Blog - fishing guy said...

Gemma: That was a neat capture of the machinery from the past.

sgreerpitt said...

perfect verse for an intriguing photograph.

SandyCarlson said...

Rust can be enigmatic. Always makes me wonder who left these things out for so long and why.

Jim said...

Hi Gemma, I like your old tractor almost as much as I do your haiku.
The owners do treasure it as they are keeping it covered to some extent.
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Tumblewords: said...

Terrific photo - igniting questions and thoughts about the past - lovely haiku.

Patois42 said...

That is perfect for the prompt. What a brilliant idea. Very well done. (Sorry to gush.)

gabrielle said...

there are stories sleeping here...

Patti said...

What a cool picture and excellent accompanying haiku~

Namar Z said...

Dear Gemma, please how did you come up with the phrase "Sacred Rust". Please I am very curious about this. I hope you'd replied!

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