If you love good poetry, you’ll love Suzanne Burke’s personal reflection about relocating to a small country town. It is powerful and moving, so please, read on…
Hello and welcome again to my poetry in progress “Glimpses Across The Barricades”
Today I’m sharing something very recent, my daughter, grandson and I all relocated from high octane Sydney: Australia, to a beautiful and small University Town to the west of our Blue Mountains.
I’m loving this serenity, warmth, and air of human goodness.
I hope my poem reflects that.
A Glimpse of Bathurst in the Autumn
The train beat out a rhythmic sound,
as I journeyed far from familiar ground.
City girl in a whirl
Was what I heard that rhythm say.
Unfamiliar visions caught me unawares
As I first looked with my city-eyes
Into that country sky.
Rolling greens waves of willows
As they followed country streams
I was now envisioning something beautiful
Not something from my dreams.
Nightfall came in blankets of glitter coated black
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