The smell of smoke
from distant
burning forests,
fired on purpose,
assaults my lungs
and my peace
of mind.
Category: ecology
Wheels within wheels
Strangely
comforting
to see small
birds hunting
big eagles
instead of
the other
way round
Need more time
Two Spinebills
chasing each
other through
the Salvia flowers,
trying to evolve
into Australian
hummingbirds
A wing and a slayer
I just saw
a bird
fly up in
the sky
and pluck
an unseen,
by me,
insect from
the air.
Clouded vision
On a clear day
you can’t see
how the drought
will ever end.
Distant drums
You never know
whether the
frog calls you
hear at night
are hopeful
or hopeless.
Bandits at 12 o’clock
When you are
guarding sheep
a crow overhead
is a fearful sight,
an eagle a thing
of beauty.
When you are
guarding chickens
the reverse
is true.
Biggest losers
The Human
Race is in a
reality show
whose aim is
to discover its
most stupid
members
and for which
there are no prizes.
Grey matter
My world is full
of black and white
birds today.
Magpies and Butcher
Birds and Pee Wits and
Willy Wagtails and
Currawongs.
Odd then that I
usually think in
shades of grey.
All the birds
It does my heart
good to see wrens
and magpies, and
parrots and butcher
birds, and pigeons
and honeyeaters,
all flying and singing,
in the morning light.
