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From a Cave Wall...

By: A P Taylor

::                            There once were barramundi
                        near these waters, see now stir brown.
              Crocodile rarely seen        but with no fish they are in… 131 more words

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Palette renews (a palindrome)...

By: A P Taylor


Gleam in smoulder, here pink hues,
scheme masterful, palette renews.
Shadow be castle, peak escrow,
‘lo shriek, gulls, cliff rocky below. 109 more words

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Rue de Paris...

By: A P Taylor

Rue de Paris, bienvenue,
cobbles in aged lanes
as city in heritage brews
visitor desires strains.
Buildings glory, avenues spoil
of heritage, modern royal. 96 more words

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Pemelwuy...

By: A P Taylor

Upon lands of wombat,
kurrajong and wallaby,
claimed by British, conflict.

As hundreds of
nations invaded,
boomerangs thrown.

An early skirmish, 157 more words

Poetry~

My Terracotta Sands...

By: A P Taylor

Billabongs
fill only in rare floods.
Bone dry,
mirages of still waters.
My swag I drop onto
the shadows of red sands, 155 more words

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