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Bush Man
Contributed by
NatKingCole
on
Thursday, 26th April 2012 @ 01:25:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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See the man with a smiling frown who occupies space on the edge of town.
Clear in thought and high on dirt, he pokes a dead something and clears his throat.
Blossoms drift to the waters edge where he takes his bath. There, fat children point and
stare at the blackened body that carelessly becomes the murky liquid.
Employed by no one but his mind and edging on sanity, this bush man eats what he can
find or cleverly poach from a persons private pouch. A dance in the rain or a hop on the road
is his entertainment.
Subtle and still, soft and silly, he croaks and crawls on the mulched earth
until he is more earthen than man. He is as evolved as the flowers he picks nightly and gives to
the mother bird he steals eggs from.
He once lost a toe to harsh cold and cooked it on his depressed fire.
It tasted like lilac and marrow, he whispered to the bark of
the hound who mistakenly picked up his scent.
He occupies space and knows why. He was. He is. He always will be.
And she loves him.
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NatKingCole
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2012-04-26 13:25:02] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Bush Man
(User Rating: 1 ) by TCK on
Sunday, 29th April 2012 @ 08:19:55 AM AEST (User
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Nice poem, really like the ending, interesting rhyme scheme |
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