Perth is fine
the sun shines most the time
and the feeling is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low
but you know,
I keep thinking about ..
making my way back
I’m Sydney City born and raised
but nowadays,
I’m caught between two shores
Perth is fine but it ain’t home
Sydney’s home but it ain’t mine, no more
I am, I said
to my old man
and he replied ‘I understand’
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I can’t change the way I feel
how hard I’ve tried
You ever hear the story about the Aussie girl who married a Danish prince
and moved to Denmark?
Well except for the names and a few other changes
if you talk about me,
that story’s my benchmark
But I’ve got an emptiness deep inside
and I’ve tried
but it won’t let me go
and I’m not a girl who likes to swear
but I’ve never cared
for the thought
of settling in one home
I am, I said
to my old man
and he replied ‘I understand’
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I can’t change the way I am
how hard I’ve tried
Perth is fine
the sun shines most the time
and the feeling is laid back..
…
You’re incorrigible Claudie but you make a beautiful noise. Touché.
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Hahaha thanks Mike
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Nice reading about you
Thanks for visiting my blog. Be in touch. Browse through the category sections, I feel you may find something of your interest.
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My God you write so BEAUTIFULLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve read tons of poems but you have that magic touch!! Please let me reblog and repost your poems!! I have to. They’re so beautiful!! I even wanna add a “Poems by Claudie” on my blog if you’ll let me. Gosh! Your writing is revoking!!! I miss this kind of effect. YOU ARE BRILLIANT!! Jesus! You should be mega-famous!’ Bless u darling!
Btw, I’m Douglas but you can call me Duggy
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aww cheers, feel free to share my work 😉 I would be honoured
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Thanks a bunch!! Do you have email subscription? That way I won’t miss a thing.
And I hope you don’t mind sending me your RSS feed. That will help too.
Cheers!
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You’re not Neil Diamond and neither is HIM.
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Okay, that hit me in the solar plexus. I was intrigued by the title and was expecting something different. Instead I was overwhelmed by my own sense of a lack of home. Uff da. Beautifully written. Thanks for the feels. That’s exactly what poetry should do.
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Haha cheers 🙂
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Love parodies! You are very good. Maybe when my poetry grows up…
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