Thursday, March 13, 2008

A cooler breeze

A cooler breeze catches in the space between leaves
turns them out, sets them whispering, flying,
caught on the bow of Autumn
pushing the warmth towards the tropics
where the sun embraces palms and white sand.

Here in the south, birds fluff chests,
peck sparingly at the cabbage tree berries -
great star-burst flowers that poke the grey
from the sky. Black birds fall

to the ground to break their fast
among weed and worm,
stretched worms
reluctant to leave the arms of the earth.

The breeze is cool, and the sea slips
across the beach, laps the land
that dawn sifts in light, cleans the track
where footprints walked to the sun.

2 comments:

Sailor said...

Love them both, but what's a Morepark?

Glad you're still writing, been way to long since you've posted though. Hope all is well :)

Karen said...

glad you like them! a Morepork is a New Zealand owl. :)