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  ***Poetry in motion***
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  Poetry can almost be described as words in motion and we all know that there are many great poets in the world coupled with that there are many budding poets who seek to find themselves by this expressionism.
Words that are pieced together often give great joy and emotion has been known to surface when a good speaker recites quality poetry...
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Poetry expressions of the mind...
             Macs Poetry II Expressions of my mind ...

Raging Shadows


The fires are burning and raging about   Be careful stand back lookout they shout
Have fear and respect for this mighty foe   More harm it will do than just a stubbed toe

Horror and rampage the lashing flames cast   Disaster and tears the devastation comes last
Wreckage and rubble will lay scattered around   Littering and shadowing the blackened ground

Despair and tears will come to the fore   Every rule is broken for fire has no law
The hunger is savage and lasting for hours   The fighter’s courage drained but never sours

From dawn till dusk the battles rage onward   No one turns to leave or even head homeward
One must remain to the very last breath   Even with comrades one fights to the death

So suddenly it comes the overwhelming flames   Never has it put a fire fighter to shame
Many have lost their lives for the cause    But many also have been saved from its jaws

Years of try tundra sit silently wait    Just for someone to open the gate
Carelessly strike of the match is enough   Makes things all around so terribly tough

A flick of a cigarette but out window of shame    What will they do who will they blame
Speed is the enemy of everyman and home   Fuelled constantly by winds and heat souring like a dome

Animals of the bush charge frantic and rush    Pelting madly through the rough brush
Heading in frenzy along ancient worn path    Hoping in vain to avoid the fire’s wrath
 
End of the days of exhaustion is near    Stand by the pumps lads have no fear
We shall triumph yet over madness of heat    Firm to lines now we shall not be beat

Dying the embers of evil shall glow   Make sure now fellows it could still well go
Caste a sharp eye for the hidden revenge   Lest it strike back and spread on another binge

Control we now have of the bushland our heritage  Nature in time will re grow to a great advantage
Healing the wounds that so badly have bled   No more the waters shall we have to shed?

A new birth is coming after cleansing has been    Fresh crisp new lands wonderfully clean
Heed the warning of dry untouched soils   Lest we again have to defend the spoils


Stu [stumacsu] Stuart Charles Mackenzie


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