poetry

EASTERN EDGE

Mid Summer 2012

From the burning edge

of a southern cliff

where the moon licks silver streaks

in a dark sea

where white sails scribe the ultramarine gulf

and celebrate summer breezes

to the edge of a rainforest

along the Eastern coast

~ wild beaches, lacy breakers,

abundant bays, swelling rivers,

torrential rain

Sip lemon myrtle tea

Listen!

~ a cicada symphony kookaburra chorus

brush turkeys fly and flap

in the tangled forest

ticks wait for a warm host

flowers bloom overnight

dreams connect my south with east