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)


Monday, June 6, 2011

Beware thoughts...

Neonic collage created in Picnik
Carry on Tuesday #108 ~ This week, we have the first sentence from William Least Heat-Moon’s novel Blue Highways:
Beware thoughts that come in the night

Poetry Pantry #52

Doors open to trojans
Dark steeds
Beware thoughts that come in the night

Hosted by Keith's Ramblings

The Poetry Pantry is hosted by Poets United


Christine said...

Amazing art work, and interesting, thought provoking write.

Anonymous said...

At first your lines made me think of trojan computer viruses! Thoughts that come in my night often lead to poems, so I generally encourage them!

Whitesnake said...

OH this is short sweet and simply brillant just like a master chef!

Susannah said...

I like this very much - very descriptive of those night time marauders! Nice writing. :-)

Mary said...

You have characterized night thoughts well.

Jingle said...


you made it with a few words.
well done.

Kodjo Deynoo. said...

Very efficient with words here

Anonymous said...

VERY Nice!!

Victoria said...

THe art is extraordinary and the poem carries a real punch. I remember as a child being fascinated with the Trojan horse image and terrified. Your poem brought that fear back, and that is how some night thoughts feel. Powerful and well constructed poem.

Henry Clemmons said...

I love me some Austrailian wit. Your verse could be read a couple of different ways; regardless, I liked them all! Great mind.



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