Magpies are calling
The truce has been won
Hark, prayers singing peace
In the softening sun.
Bloodwoods are blooming
The wattle's in bud
We think of the Anzacs
And from where we have come.
Looking over the shoulder
From summers mad pace
To the cooling and slowing
Bringing rare calming grace.
Thoughts fleet of beaches
In each days ebbing heat
Bulbs peep from soil
The odd scorcher's indiscrete.
Rock orchids branch and reach
Lorikeets feed in the umbrella tree
With New Holland Honey Eaters
Until disturbed when they flee.
The buffalo lawn has slowed
Currawongs call and patrol the crowns
Christmas Bush extends its stems
Crepe Myrtles thin and brown.
Leggy plants are trimmed
Mates get weekend projects done, or
Restful are those basking hours
Basted in the shortening sun.
Barbeques with friends are best
As endless sunny days cool down
Summer anxieties recede again
And the peace of Easter abounds.
24/4/2005
Autumn in Sydney seems to be lovely with the smmer heat mellowing, rock orchids extending their leaves and branches and to top it all, barbeques with friends! A soothing write! !
Wow. What a vivid picture you have painted. Gotta love nature.
I would really love to vist the place one day........ And probably the whole of Australia, I also heard about the Amazon... Nice refLection of a beautiful land.... The_African_Son
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wow.these made me recall the times i was in sydney. i have been there a couple of times whike visiting my sisters and those visits coincide with autumn since i was avoiding the scorching heat of summer back in my place and its timed with my annual holidays from work. what i really like about sydney in autumn are the afternoon walks i used to take along elizabeth bay. this year though i plan to see sydney in spring. btw thanks for your latest commenrs on my poems.