As promised, a couple of my poems. The first one is prosey although it has rhythm. I work to create rhythm in my poems. I know how many syllables a word needs to keep my foot tapping as I read. I don't need rhyme, although sometimes its there - accidentally - and sometimes alliteration, which ... READ the POST
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Corroboree Country
In 1973 we left our home in the Barossa. Warren had a long-standing yearning for the open road. So intense was this ache that he was prepared to put our farm in mothballs, seize the day and go. A dissatisfaction with the working arrangements between him and his father had exacerbated it. We sold our ... READ the POST