Homework April 22 'Through a Dusty Windshield'
Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2022 11:06 pm
Seeing it’s wet and miserable to-day I have decided to have another go at this and try to make better use of Maureen’s Excellent prompts.
Through a Dusty Windshield
Peering through the windshield at the lonely emptiness outback,
as I wend my way through mulga trees along an ancient track.
And ahead a blueish misty veil that shrouds the distant hills,
then what seems like miles of nothingness but creaking station mills.
But it hasn’t always been like this, for tribes once roamed out here,
till the coming of the White man signaled that the end was near.
And their dreamtime was diminished by the changes that took place,
yet you sense their presence out here, though they seldom left a trace.
Though this country old and weathered any change is hard to see,
yet it’s slowly happening today the way it’s meant to be.
As the mountains wear away to craggy hills as time moves on
leaving shattered skeletons of earthly monoliths long gone.
Skies at least have never changed here as the eons have sped by,
and ten thousand stars still twinkle in an outback darkened sky.
Earthly problems are forgotten as you sip a mug of tea,
sitting by a crackling campfire many miles here from the sea.
©T.E. Piggott
Through a Dusty Windshield
Peering through the windshield at the lonely emptiness outback,
as I wend my way through mulga trees along an ancient track.
And ahead a blueish misty veil that shrouds the distant hills,
then what seems like miles of nothingness but creaking station mills.
But it hasn’t always been like this, for tribes once roamed out here,
till the coming of the White man signaled that the end was near.
And their dreamtime was diminished by the changes that took place,
yet you sense their presence out here, though they seldom left a trace.
Though this country old and weathered any change is hard to see,
yet it’s slowly happening today the way it’s meant to be.
As the mountains wear away to craggy hills as time moves on
leaving shattered skeletons of earthly monoliths long gone.
Skies at least have never changed here as the eons have sped by,
and ten thousand stars still twinkle in an outback darkened sky.
Earthly problems are forgotten as you sip a mug of tea,
sitting by a crackling campfire many miles here from the sea.
©T.E. Piggott