PEAFOWL

 

Two peahens watched

As the peacock danced

The courtship display

He proudly pranced

 

One hen said to the other

“All this is getting on my wick”

Then shouted “stop showing off

And show us your dick”

THE LIGHT SPRING BREEZE PLAYED

 

The light spring breeze played

An enchanting wind chime symphony

But as the breeze became a gale

It soon turned to a cacophony

MOTHER NATURE DRESSED

 

Mother Nature dressed

In her splendorous gown

Brings forth the beauty

Of springs abundant pallet

Awakening the meadows

From winters slumber

Bathing them in sunlight

Drawing the flowers forth

AS THE AUGUST MOON SHINES BRIGHT

 

As the august moon shines bright

On a clear summers night

There is mischief of a kind

For those with love on their mind

As the song birds serenade

The courting couples on parade

CLOAK OF FOG

 

A thick winter cloak of fog

Settles deep into the valley

Making everywhere anonymous

Obscuring every lane and ally

And for those poor souls abroad

Found it was not a night to dally

QUILPIE

 

Quilpie, western Queensland

Is in the Channel Country

Sitting on the banks of the Bulloo River

Way up along the Diamantina

In the land of the boulder opal

DRIFTING BY THE LAKE

The sun glinted on the distant

Snowcapped mountains

As I stood by the lake

With the mist still lingering on the water

A trout broke the surface

A few yards away

And drew me back