Brisbane - Australia Poem by Brook Renwick

Brisbane - Australia

Rating: 4.8


Thousands of megalitres
of silted tidal surge flow in / out
between the forested mountains
and the protected bay of islands.

Old brown stained rock walls
still hold the river banks today.
Tribute to the labor of once
wearied, hungry convicts!

The river once carried wooden
sailing ships delivering supplies
to isolated families gambling
and a new life in a new home.

As the river flowed then the
Jagera and Turrbal people -
descended from the dreamtime -
danced and told stories.

The upper river - wallabies,
koalas, goannas, lush forest.
At the mouth - kangaroos,
flathead, casuarina trees.

Now I cross the river in
fibre glass ferries.
I go shopping in an engineered,
concrete labyrinth.

I have coffee in a quite cafe,
near the river on the weekend.
I cross paths with thousands
from diverse backgrounds.

Wednesday, April 13, 2022
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 13 April 2022

i have been to brisbane i remember a kid reel in a biggest river catfish i ever saw that was so many years ago.

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Brook Renwick 15 April 2022

Thanks for the comments! !

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Nate Tulay 14 April 2022

A truly beautiful poem Brook, well penned!

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Five stars for this beautiful poem

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Very true, Brook. We tread on a million corpses. That is toll we take on the advance of so called civilisation.

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T.R. James Bray 13 April 2022

And being able to see time pass over an area/land humbles us in the flow of time I find. Thanks for this, I have only been "down under " once but the animals you mentioned are vivid in my memory.

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Brook Renwick

Brook Renwick

Sydney, Australia
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