Birdsville Sanctuary Poem by vince gullaci

My neighbour wondered where all the birds
were going to
"to my yard, "
I replied
the cockatoos for the green almonds
blackbirds and mynas for the ground cover insects
crows bark-scavenging for borers and tree worms
honeyeaters fighting all comers for flowering red gums pollen
pigeons fossicking the soil minding their own business
to finish giant fruit bats
some say escapees from a botanical gardens cull
add a creepy aura at night.