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Take sometime from the hustle and bustle of traffic, pause, give your mouse a rest.   Step out on the pavement and let me entertain you.

 

DREAMTIME WALKABOUT               

 

There’s a gem in the hills of Eden

A cackling call of kookaburra

The passionate sigh in timeless silence

Blinded by the thunderous beauty

Of a simple garden variety sweet pea

Visions of blissful contentment

Down the information highway

In a dreamtime walkabout

 

Glorious inner beauty abounds

From this wondrous soulful flower

Showering flickering bursts of light

Through technological wizardry

Joy reaches out tran-tasmanly

Tenderly it touches me

Vivid portraits of peace and tranquility

Whispering eloquently sensuality and love

The pounding heart can be heard

Down the information highway

In a dreamtime walkabout

 

Mechanically connected

Soul-mate to soul-mate

Long searched for sweet perfection

Kindling desire, lighting the fire

Cherished sweetheart, worthy of the wait

Transversing from dream machine

To beauteous reality

Awesome is the word that travels

Down the information highway

In a dreamtime walkabout

 

By Joy Faulkner

 

This poem is dedicated to Peter when the internet was brand new and chatrooms  were the only place to be. My lovely  Aussie sweetpea.

Don't have time for chat now:-)

 

Feel free to join any of these Traffic Exchanges if you don’t have them already.They all have their good points. But I consider them to be the best  Just click on the Traffic site name.

 

TS25     CLICKTRU.COM       CLICKVOYAGER  

WOLFSURFER     WEBMASTERQUEST        

HITSAFARI      HIT PULSE    TPODS

 TRAFFICG         ETERNAL HITS   I LOVE HITS

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Author’s note: Don’t know what part of the cranium some of these poems fell out of. I am no greenie and have no time for the bunch of trendy lefties that are running the world these days. I can only imagine that they are very successful brainwashers J

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Dreamtime Walkabout

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For The Flick Of A Switch

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Never The Twain

Old Heart

Life As We Know It

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These poems are the intellectual property of the author. Joy Faulkner