3 poems by Tony deLorger

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Australian Morn

 

Crisp trills from blackbird song
echo through the eucalyptus gums,
while morning shards
shower the floor with dots,
as koala eyes peer down
from fur-ball highs,
languid sighs and calm resolve,
in comfy forks and nooks, they sit
chewing new green shoots,
dotted greys in the deep gum forest.

 


Bell-birds chime in distant knell,
like ringing forest bells,
while cicadas drone like chanting monks
a stop and start refrain fills the air,
as heat swells and dry bark crackles
stringy-bark tresses hang,
like gumtree chandeliers aloft
a living breathing silent pulse
felt beneath each bow and leaf
as harmony,
and a creek near dry sings,
its hissing flow prove the struggle
and the enduring within, it’s rest.

 

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