Hole In The Sky Poem by Anthony Dawson

Hole In The Sky

Rating: 5.0


My earth warms,

my arctic will turn green.

Water sneaks towards privileged feet,

unnoticed, closer to doorways.



Fish of the sea may be pleased,

elephants of the land stand in fear;

Their defences have resigned due to the horrors

involved in tasting brine.

Through all this children are born;

to gain a reprieve?

Prolong the mystical song of life?

Some just conceived without thought.



Squabbling power brokers seek unified vibes,

money and the reversal of tides,

power if the seasons ease,

ignoring bare bones survival.

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Anthony Dawson

Anthony Dawson

Camperdown, Sydney
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