Monthly Archives: July 2013

Feeling pulled into walking

Walking in
connected silence, in
conversation with country.
Words as feelings,
passing through the soles of my feet.

Tone changes as we leave
pandanas forest and rise over dunes.
Serge of excited babble as we
onto a stretch of white sandy beach.
Blue, blue, blue
screaming at me…
Hurry up! Dive!

But when we get to the freshwater paperbark,
you tell me
Conversation finds its way into
a dream-space

Black and blue dancers
float under the canopy.
Never touching the ground.

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