Short Wombats Poems

Lying on the hilltop
like moments in a dream,
the beauty so extreme,
when the blowing winds stop
I look through the treetop
and spy a monotreme.

Platypuses pass by
as wombats waddle through,
followed by kangaroo.
Emus could never fly
but they will always try
or wind up in a stew.

Strutting mist, slow and proud
animal shapes in clouds.


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Aborigines on horseback wading
Addicted to the wilderness they trek. 
Through still waters where crocodiles are king,
Their horses chomping at the bits, stiffed neck.
Oh land, kangaroos and wombats grazing.
They seek thrills and thrive on adventures deck.
Two men fearlessly explore nature’s hand.
Knowing in their hearts, their future is grand.

© February 29, 2012

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: A Lil' Bit of Aus... 
Sponsor	Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver...

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