rocks sing
your corroboree
the pound of feet
on sand
a hand that touched
embedded shells
black with middens
charcoal
buried bones
beneath the marching out
of time
in a place remembered
by birds and trees
and fragments of song
listed in breezes
and whispered in grasses
and brushed
by the handprint of tides
Written by Brendan Bonsack and Kathryn Ross November 2014
Copyright Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack 2014
your corroboree
the pound of feet
on sand
a hand that touched
embedded shells
black with middens
charcoal
buried bones
beneath the marching out
of time
in a place remembered
by birds and trees
and fragments of song
listed in breezes
and whispered in grasses
and brushed
by the handprint of tides
Written by Brendan Bonsack and Kathryn Ross November 2014
Copyright Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack 2014
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