When Paradise Returns
When Paradise Returns
That first year we cursed
the flood, channeled from
the border creek and basin of lakes
that added their support
King tides gave flux to sheets
of water, rising silently after falling,
following the low-lying land
spilling once again between
the waiting paperbarks
Our cattle, cut off from us, stood
utterly dejected - birds came
with the sounds of pardise,
re-claiming their natural habitat
That next year we waited with
the paperbarks, watching for the birds
to fill the wetland
waiting for them to fill the silent
fields again
EARLY DECEMBER 2018,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,UPTO A MAX OF 20 lines
Contest Judged: 12/3/2018 11:40:00 PM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
First Place
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