General Poetry posted September 7, 2017

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Growing up I played on this beautiful beach and surrounds.

Where the bush meets the ocean

by Possummagic

Memories Contest Winner 
Where the outback meets the ocean
The blue line prominent on a crisp spring day
White sand rushes to meet the sea
As it curves in an arc away from the shore

Seaweed lingers on the foreshore whilst
play equipment swings lazily alone in the sun
Norfolk Island palms towering over the lawns
as dolphins pop up to say hello in the marina.

Leaving town and the greenery quickly fades
Saltbush and straggly trees adorn the landscape
A huge pipeline runs parallel to the road
Gushing forth water to keep the town alive

The steel monsters spew out steam
And noisy machinery breaks the silence
A highway leading to wherever you want to go
.........and you always return

It's in the blood this ragged old town
Like a magnet drawing us back time and time again
and like the steel monsters
We will one day cease to be

One less visitor to the town where the outback meets the sea

Writing Prompt
Look at some old photographs and write about a memory or a thought that they give you. If possible (not required) include the image in your poem.

Contest Winner


I grew up in this town where so much has changed over the years governed by mining booms. The bush surrounds the town but the sea and Its pristine sandy shore is still beautiful and great for swimming, crabbing and fishing. When I go "home" I always visit the foreshore. To the left of the photo is the contrast of steel making machinery.
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