Gemma Wiseman's poetry - beyond the cartoon

Sunday, January 26, 2014

I want to go to curly beach...

Michael Leunig

sometimes I go to curly beach
and walk the winter sands
and feel the whistling winter winds
of those who'd chill me

but I'll take my little curly shell
and keep it to my ear
so when I feel the distant warmth
the gentle summer distant warmth
I'll know my world is clear

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