Dawn Rises On the River Bend

'Tis still beneath a cloudy sky where the river’s flowing gently by, Red Gums live an artists dream, dead brothers… lifeless in the stream. Reed beds brown along the bank have winters chill now here to thank, as does the willows, yellowed leaves about to fall with freshening breeze. Shadows blur below the shimmer… There's a ring of waves, a leaping swimmer! Wood Ducks glide before their wake passed houseboats tethered to their stake. Cormorants with laborious flight interrupt a Noisy Mynah’s fight, and Pelicans unmoving seem, as they gently glide upstream. The mist no longer rise’s white. The sun breaks through with lemon light… Bend in the river looks forlorn, as day takes over from the dawn.