Thursday, September 19, 2019

Like a week in the desert...


(Uluru, 2015.)

In this space between the space
My heart's a-racing in the human race
In desert sky your face I trace
I'm lost again, without a trace.

Stars so close I can feel them on my skin
Your skin so close I can taste the stars
Howling dingoes the only sound
My blood so red, so red the ground.

So far we've come & yet so close
Close but no cigar
Two strangers in a car
Too close to have come so far.


(For Carrie.)

(c) Brent M Harpur 2017.

"Stripping back the coats of lies and deception
Back to nothingness, like a week in the desert."
Neil Mullane Finn

“The planet’s famous red colour is from iron oxide coating everything.
So it’s not just a desert. It’s a desert so old it’s literally rusting.” 
Dick Weir, 'The Martian'.

"I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain."
Dewey Bunnell