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[aid] => mick
[title] => Way out there
[time] => 2004-02-24 20:52:31
[hometext] => continuing along the desert theme
[bodytext] => He sits within the concourse a quiet, thinking man Watching hundreds hurry, scurry to stay within a plan A call to come to order he stands to make his leave He is one them but never to interweave. An individual they would see if they cared to take a look It makes no difference to him, he can read them like a book As one by one the folk line up-to the aircraft in single file With this man of country leisure and boots of R.M style. A cabin full of people each one with fancy airs All with paid for power and plated bequeathed cares. Others they try impress with gold and fancy rings Their Gucci suits and hair-do’s Vuitton bags and tricky things. And as they fly across the heavens above the clouds on high With silver service, smoked salmon he thinks, ol’ Henry he would cry. He was not impressed by opulence, nor by money’s pomp and fair Just like him he sees’ another joy in the beauty, way out there. A western seat he asks for, each and every daytime flight So he may keep his country well within appraising sight. He does not speak, he does not hear, the faint whispers from around For his heart and soul and mind are gone, they are westward bound As he looks towards the sunset he thinks of that other place Where people need each other and friendship is a grace. Eyes closed he returns to country, red, barren forever dry Beyond the green ploughed fields and The Great Divide. And yes, I miss the Cooper with the clarity of her skies The beauty of her banks her birds her dingo cries. Her timeless sence of being her majestic flow downstream Her people and her stories now are things I only dream. Take me back to the Cooper where the cattle run Out through the never, never under the burning outback sun. Back to the country that I love, and where life is rarely fair I am grateful I have seen and told, of the beauty way out there. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 40 [informant] => twinkletoes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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