Colleen Wright Poems
|41.||When Does Love Begin?||7/23/2006|
|43.||Standing Out In The Crowd||8/18/2006|
|44.||Another One Bites The Dust.||10/19/2006|
|45.||Are You The One?||8/28/2006|
|46.||Change The Winds||8/18/2006|
|49.||Against The Wind.||8/2/2006|
|53.||My New Poetic Friend||7/7/2006|
|55.||A Surprise Before Your Eyes||7/20/2006|
|59.||The Fast Growing Rose||9/18/2006|
|60.||Diamonds From Heaven||8/31/2006|
|61.||Farewell To My Dad.||8/2/2006|
|62.||Drought In Australia||9/1/2006|
Drought In Australia
Drought in Australia.
The Khaki 'strides' upheld only by the leather plaited belt,
the colours in the checked cotton shirt and the Akubra felt
are accentuated by the brown of the elastic sided R. M.W. Boots
of the man from the bush – he loves his country, Australia, his roots.
This solitary independent unassuming and yet self assured man
falls sideways into his driver's seat of his Holden, as only he can.
Ignition on – car gathering speed as he reaches for the door,
then struggles to correct the seat belt – then foot to the floor.
With right hand only ...
A new vessel has not character nor history,
however, an older one has wisdom and leaves mystery.
The worn and cracked vessel will dropp water for the seed to grow,
but the glossy new vessel will not yet have love nor a story to show.
As with an aged wine, maturity shows strength and character,
does the human being grow to have that most important factor.