Poetry

Mornington Peninsula

 Mornington Peninsula

This is not

Where folk traditionally jump,

Nor is it the drop off point for stolen cars.

It is a sort of slipping into sea

Where everything Down Under slides,

A guardian for the birth canal

That orphaned our Tasmanian relatives

And flushed an odd Prime Minister

Out to sea.


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