Emma Datson

Joined May 2021

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I am 40ish, medically interesting, Australian poet, who is finally using her voice. My superpower is my vocabulary. Dive in and read an eclectic mix of poetry and creative non-fiction, full of love, grief and hope. Light, love

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Boats amongst the mangroves
Boats amongst the mangroves on the river, The low tide, oh how it is calling me, Towel on my shoulder, hot like a fever,
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets
Red horizons
Endless red horizons go on and on, As the sun blazes a fire in the sky, Those blazing summer days I dwell upon, The memories still take me to on high.
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets
Autumn
Hi all, thanks for coming to read some more of my poems. I have been experimenting with an ancient Japanese form of poetry - the haiku. They must be written to strict rules. They are are 3 lines long, and have a 5-7-5 syllable structure. They are often about nature.
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets
The golden lights
In the lights, In the golden lights, Amongst the fig trees, I find peace. The lights, The golden lights, They wrap me up
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets
The red dirt
It is the red dirt, The red dirt, That I yearn for even now. It is the red dirt, The red dirt That calls out to me.
By Emma Datson5 years ago in Poets

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Boats amongst the mangroves

Red horizons

Autumn

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