Commended poem

[David J Delaney]

As requested here is the version of my poem that was commended at the Cervantes competition.

Dave.

Old life dreams

Far from the suburbs growing sprawl
or hourly freight trains on the track,
far from the crowded shopping mall
and dear friends past, who won’t be back.

Far from the gangs that roam and fight
then vandalise and cause such fear,
far from the lines of bright street light
and piercing sirens in one’s ear.

Far from his unit and the din
he prods the campfire embers hot
and feels that feeling deep within,
a life he thought he had forgot.

Where freedom is the stars above
or land as far as one can see,
the beauty of a fledgling dove,
and roam this country wild and free.

To sleep beneath an ageless gum
next to an ancient billabong,
where lizards and the dingoes come
and kookaburras sing their song.

Where sunsets glow a purple hue
and all the evening crickets sing,
then prints are left on morning dew
as in the valley bell birds ring.

The only thief here in the night
are bandicoots or spotted quoll,
where breezes take dead leaves in flight
and mother nature grooms one’s soul.

He’s woken by the train on track,
the clatter and the noise again.
He wishes how he could go back,
and live the life that he lived then.


David J Delaney
29/05/2010 ©

[Terry]

G/day David,
Well done mate, darn good poem as well.
Cheers terry

[Maureen Clifford]

From the heart and very moving as always Dave - your writing is inspirational Mate - well done.

Cheers

Maureen

[Irene]

Hi David
Nothing at all wrong with that poem - a very well deserved award!!!

Catchya
IRene

[David J Delaney]

Thank you so much Irene.