Piranha ghosts

Piranha’s have ghosts
That haunted the pinnacles
Ready to attack.
There was once a sea
In the land now so, so dry,
Where piranha’s swam.
Now the sea is gone
Piranha ghosts swim the sky
Said to be the wind.

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Poetry about a painting called ‘Pinacles’ in the form of a haiku journey. Seem to be doing a lot of these recently.

Initially NO enjoys reading poems in pubs and other venues around Melbourne and will be running West Word in Footscray this year. A poetry group that meets at the Dancing Dog cafe 2pm every 2nd and 4th Sunday of each month.
She also enjoys painting and music and has produced several books available on internet book sites like createspace.

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