Anthony Dawson

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

Anthony Dawson Poems

41. Shanty Town 5/3/2005

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  • Anton K Anton K (11/9/2015 10:32:00 AM)

    Don't listen to Ashley Olson - you are a very fine poet.

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  • Ashley Olson (4/29/2005 12:11:00 PM)

    Your poem Early Morning was interesting. It took me a couple of times to read it to understand it. However your type of writing style is just not my type. In my eyes your poem was alright.

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Shanty Town

Your shanty sits on a hill,

above filth below will.



Shanty of tin and nail,

waterways grey,

living insane.



Corrugated heat traps,

deliberate slum;

social gaps no halfway scale,

zero then one hundred.



Big bellied little children,

not obese,

corruptly diseased,

forever interned in the poorest herd.

Your shanty is fact,

not to the many turned backs which look out of the skyscrapers.

Read the full of Shanty Town

I'M A Liar

I’m a liar at least once a day,

a liar who confesses in some small way.

Richest pickings to fall upon,

sailing could never be smooth in truth.

Blood as thick as ice and mind as hard as tundra ice,

sometimes melted to become a tear.

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