The Red Dirt So Dry Poem by Paul Warren

I picked it up and let it run through
Reddish brown and so dry too
Then I stood and looked around
The long drought had cracked the ground

The wind blew the red dust up high
Into the clear blue azure sky
In the distance the sea rolled to the beach
As the sun blasted the sky out of reach

I love this land god given and grand
Sun drenched and hard in God's plan
It may be wind blown and red
But I'll always be a proud Australian born and bred.

© Paul Warren Poetry