Winterspray

'The Birds' were the Air Force Neptunes standing in line at 10 Sqn., Townsville, Qld.

It’s cold and damp in the light of day

The birds are gaunt, and tall and grey,

I walk the line to the sound of my mind

And the wind that clatters away…

I should be sad for I never know

Why the feeling sweeps me over so,

But ever a breeze will come my way

Like a breath of you in the winterspray.

 

The countryside is a green, they say

That you only see in the month of May,

The beat of mine is a bitumen line,

Of black, and a murky grey.

The wind whips eddies of powder rain

To the haunting sound of an old refrain,

And many’s the thought that, day by day

I have of you in the winterspray.

 

David Lewis Paget