Billycan Creek
...When I get tired of the concrete and tar
there’s a place I can go, and not travel far,
that hasn’t been touched by progress at all;
nature stands still beneath gums growing tall.
And in amongst...
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Categories:
boronia, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Captured By the Creek
...Like a drug of dependence, this will keep me coming back
out along the Sardine Creek, walking on a wombat track.
I should know every cranny and hurdle in the way,
But secrets of the bush keep aris...
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Categories:
boronia, nature, water, drug,
Form: Rhyme
Butterfly Wings
...From the cradle of birth through the complex of life,
to finally the dungeon of death,
generational instincts react when there’s strife,
so a new order, takes its first breath.
In a pristine he...
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Categories:
boronia, beauty, butterfly, nature,
Form: Rhyme