WHEN THE WIND IS IN THE EAST

 

When the wind is in the east,

Is the time I like the least

When the wind is in the east,

Then winter has been unleashed

GREEN HILLS

 

In the lee of the mountains with snow on the ground

Sits a quaint little village with hills all around

No sign can be seen of the green grassy hills

For they lay neath the snow in the wintery chill

 

But the people are happy and get on with their lives

All the brothers and sisters and husbands and wives

For they know that soon the snow will turn to rain

And then they will see their green hills again

TROGON

 

In the rain forests the Trogon dwells

Eating insects, fruit, and seeds

A bird with the most lustrous plumage

Nesting in holes in the trees

PADEMELON (SMALL WALLABY)

You’ll find the Pademelon

Beneath the rainforest trees

As they hop in search of food

In the cool of the evening breeze 

THE THROWS OF SPRING

 

Its springtime

When beauty is released

Like a hand stitched

Patchwork masterpiece

Nature shows off

Her springtime finery

Spread like a throw

Over all you see

THE HILLSIDES IN MAY

 

No finer sight the eye will see

Than the hillsides in May

A carpet of green spread out

So as to take your breath away

THE HIGH MELT

 

The high melt waters rush

Feeding springs annual event

As over the ancient rock

Water tumbles effervescent

As it heads inexorably to the sea

In its headlong descent