These barren hills overlooking wild seas
A forest turned to barren grassland . The gods are gone and
the restless sea waits impatiently to take the rest.
The rocks are great and one has to admit it is quite until a
train passes by and the passengers look
down on me and me up at them .
not much fauna to be seen a lewin honeyeater and a nankeen
kestrel diving for a kill .
Then before me appears the urban blight of kiama spread along the coast ,
No comments:
Post a Comment