Anthony Dawson

Rookie (01/08/1970 / Camperdown, Sydney)

Anthony Dawson Poems

41. Early Morning 4/29/2005
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Early Morning

Early morning changes my colour,
Weakens my magnet for you to escape into sleep
I asked the girl in the corridor if she was a
Morning bird, she smiled then floated into the
Lacquered afternoon
So easy for her
Does she know of her boyfriends addiction?

The sea has tempted me from Europe
I can't abide by words; they are forever changing,
Working towards a plot for some insane script.

The funeral of a small town
Don't send flowers
Donate them to guilt
Innocence once held power
Now, not even a memory can realise the coup.

Her eyes ...

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Infancy

I wish I could run back to be branches in the sky

where gums offered teeth.

Everyone is naked in the seasons so I terminate my eyes.

The echo of infancy delivers me to limbo;

the theatre of adulthood

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Memories: the faces of anticipation.

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