Jerry Behr Number 2 Poems

It is a hot day with a hot north-easterly
wind blowing along the highway. The
sun bounces off cars windscreens
giving a look as if the cars have their
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Before twilight, I could hear a bird or two calling.
I made myself a cup of coffee.
Out of the dark came twilight colours, this
encouraged more birds to call out creating a
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Its only in the stillness of the morning, when one can hear
the murmurings of the traffic outside. In the murmurings one can hear
the different growling noises from cars as they accelerate from
traffic lights. Moaning noises from big trucks doing their engine
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Monday dawn, another week of the usual routine
as per past weeks nothing much changes. The sky
changed it’s arrangements from Sunday’s
configurations.
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Never before in Australian political history has a Prime Minister
gone to an election with election poles so low.
Julia Gillard is going headlong over an electoral cliff
and taking all her parliamentary colleagues in tow.
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This arid wasteland where there are cracked dried riverbeds,
on it’s banks silent sentinels with white bleached bones
stand on riverbanks giving no shade to anybody who travel
these regimes. On the horizon shimmering heatwaves dance
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With Australia there are some misgivings,
mostly in the areas of economics which over the past
decades has changed somewhat.
No more is there tariff protection for our manufacturing industries,
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Courtie cops
Courtie cops, courtie cops cops courts court.
Bad boy
Bad boy
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Sitting on my sofa I'm experiencing a paradox.
My wife is sitting besides me operating her laptop,
She is playing internet games with a host of her internet buddies.
Now she might be here beside me, yet she really is not.
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delectable grass
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