(What Price A Life)
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...two car bombs have just gone off
the street is full of broken buildings and shattered glass
someone said they thought fifteen people died
this is mark howarth for xyz news
madrid...
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... a bomb has just exploded in the art gallery
three priceless paintings have been destroyed
works of art gone forever
fifteen more have been damaged and rushed to intensive art care
it appears five people died in the blast
this is lynda james for arc news
paris...
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(rrrrrhnnnnnn) chainsaws are buzzing all around
(creeeeak) (grooooaan) (Pause) (craaaaaassshhhh)
oh no another rimu is down
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So What?
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© Timothy Miller 1993
(Women And Waves)
Today you are sullen - sultry - passive yet hungry
demanding attention,
sucking endlessly in oily repetition on slick sand
I am like flotsam trapped in greasy foam
tossed back and forth
neither here or there
but forever condemned to react to your tides
Today you are angry - aggressive - violent
carving your name
forcing yourself unwanted and unasked
seeking to make your way without heed of those in the way
I am like a still rockpool suddenly disturbed
anenomes ruthlessly uprooted
raped and pillaged by your desire and ambition
Today you are loving - playful - joyful
chuckling wavelets caressing sparkling sands
delicate fingers running through seaweed
titillating - pleasuring
I am like iridescent foam
laughing - tinkling
enjoying the moment as if it will last forever
but the tide will turn
Poem written © Timothy Miller 1993
Photo taken 2012 at the Gold Coast
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