Where is the sorrow for the innocents? Where are the flags half-mast in mourning? Do they seep into the consciousness Of those whose rights define their lives? Or do they float, Like bubbles caught in accidental winds, That burst their iridescence Before distracted eyes observe? What worth do lives of innocents, Have in times where … Continue reading Lament For The Innocents
poetry
Pilbara Thunder
When I was a kid, I loved bush poetry. Loved its rhythms, its stories and its immediacy. As an adult I've attended a number of bush poets' breakfasts at the Tamworth Country Music Festival, and been entertained by some fabulous exponents of the art. Bush poetry makes you cry as often as you laugh, and … Continue reading Pilbara Thunder
Leonie Rogers 