An Eagle Eye View Of The Queensland Flood Poem by Huberta Van Akkeren

High and higher yet, I soar,
Immersed in cadaverine stench
Rising from floodplains, now
a composition of decomposition.
The rushing tide of swift flowing mud
undulating the cracked dry earth, subsides
leaving corpulent cattle carcasses,
swollen in death, lean in life.
Rain, prayed for, requested
Now vehemently detested
Brings hope then heart ache, heartbreak,
A smorgasbord for one such as I.
I perch on a dead tree
A solitary remanent of past life
A speculative witness to
Rebirth rising from vast desolation.