What is up there you hope to bring back?
The sky has cried its eyes out
and the westerly has forgotten how to sing.
Come down,
I am on stage reading poems.
What is up there you hope to bring back?
The sky has cried its eyes out
and the westerly has forgotten how to sing.
Come down,
I am on stage reading poems.
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How I like this! I have often thought there must be a poem in the ferris wheel–something about being at the top and being pulled around again has always appealed to me. Love the last line.
Love it!!
This brought a smile to my day.
Haha – lovely poem – I know things are a little different at the Ekka this year, so maybe that’s why the westerly is not singing
Hope you get a big crowd listening to your poems.
fantastic ending