Coming Back
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Thoughts keep coming back
of late afternoons
with the dark wings
of currawongs weaving
pathways through the high
branches leaving long threads
of song draped across trees -
the drifting ...
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Categories:
currawongs, memory, time, winter,
Form: Free verse
Zinc White and Blue Ultramarine
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I hear currawongs threading
their melodic calls through
the trees, sewing a dark
into the cold air.
And far below,
a flock of white cockatoos
screech their noisy chaos
along the deepening...
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Categories:
currawongs, art, bird, blue, color,
Form: Free verse
Holiday Rain
...Traffic is slow.
In the drizzle
the holiday crowd complain and grizzle.
Magpies and currawongs are carolling.
The morning is silvery now.
A heavy sky bends down,
dropping diamonds
wetly o...
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Categories:
currawongs, rain,
Form: Personification
Unfinished
...They sing best
just before dark
when a chill
gathers and begins
to settle the shadows,
currawongs
trailing their laments
in long ribbons
of sound
high in treetops,
then off out of ear,
unf...
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Categories:
currawongs, bird, leaving, song,
Form: Free verse
Winter
...The depth of winter hails the mournful song of the currawongs as they exchange a sorrowful lament with one another. The chilled evening air echoes with their call, causing a melancholy dirge to sett...
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Categories:
currawongs, seasons, winter, , western,
Form: Prose
Love of Slim At Kempsey
...Love of Slim At Kempsey
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
The music of Slim Dusty and his bush verse
Played night and day at the Kempsey Muster
A crowd of country music fans in their hundreds
Enjoyed the ...
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Categories:
currawongs, dedication, hero, music, ,
Form: Free verse
Valley In the High Country
...A constant vein of nature’s blood cascading rock and sand,
Flushing grains of dislodged mud. The beat in a mountain band,
Currawongs sing melody. Black Cockies rasping call;
The whispering breeze ...
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Categories:
currawongs, nature,
Form: Lyric
Promises For An Unknown Love
...I am dreaming of you tonight,
though we may never meet
but if we do, you will know me
by my hyacinth shoes.
You will remember me in the pale blooms
that float on
billabongs or ponds
I wil...
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Categories:
currawongs, dream, fantasy, hope, imagery,
Form: Free verse
A Time Honoured Stretch of a River
...There’s a time-honoured stretch of a river
that’s a cog in the natural wheel
flowing longer than mans’…
time upon earth
and home for the blackfish and eel.
They say that the time of the crayfi...
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Categories:
currawongs, nature, river,
Form: I do not know?