Terry Dawson Poems
- The Skeleton Coast Across the Uhab river's dry bed Lies a ...
- I've Met A Girl I've met a girl Louise her name. Within I ...
- The Dancing Girl In an erotic dream I see A shapely girl ...
- Balance In this life we bear In equal portion Mix ...
- Against Wrongs Done Me Against wrongs done me My spirit ...
- A Daydreaming Evoked By Swallo... The spring swallows return ...
- The Elephants Soft light by gradual stage reveals (As dark ...
Terry Dawson was born in 1955 to farming parents in the former British colony of Southern Rhodesia. He has been a soldier, game keeper, beekeeper and farmer. He lives now in rural eastern Zimbabwe. more »
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The Skeleton Coast
Across the Uhab river's dry bed
Lies a land unlike any other,
An arid plain beside the sea,
Of wild, mysterious beauty.
Land of majesty, wonder and awe
In pastels, seven colours of sand
That stir a man from within
To be his most and to strive ever for more.
And fog rolls in on chill, chill winds
From a cold, cold treacherous sea.
Beheld there incongruous things
Like ships, now skeletal wrecks,
Adrift on an ocean of sand
Mile upon mile from the shore.
White-bleached driftwood there
Castaways from far distant land.
And in the vastness ...