Spare Moments Thought of Today's Bush

Along I strolled a country path

spread with leaves of happy shade,

sunspots sprinkled on the turf,

insects humming in the glade.

 

Towering gumtrees soar aloft

running mauve to whitish tan,

strips of bark hang limply downward

richly capped with leafy crown.

The great bowl squats, it’s fan of

massive roots inumerable.

 

The leaves are wet

and silver sunlight sparks from sheen to sheen,

dazzling those who care to notice

moss so green,

and lacelike in it’s tiny brittle intricacy

 

Sunlight stirs the breeze to eddy

swirls of leaves in turn do bring

the brown eyed blackbird out to sing

his lilting challenge;

blue crisp air.

 

Delightful is the word I choose

to announce my sentiments,

nature in late summer gown,

drab winter in disgust

relents another day with thunderous frown.

 

Marshalg

Ferntree Gully 

26th March 1969