AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Time to Leave Mourning


Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Last day of winter at Dromana, Mornington Peninsula
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Totally Optional Prompts ~ Time to Leave
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My wings find the light
Beyond grey waves of winter ~
Changing of the guard
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Spring colours strengthen
Spring rains dance in new sunlight
Time to leave mourning
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8 comments:

A Wild Thing said...

The clouds of winter seem to fade in the distance as spring creeps ever so close to you. Such beautiful scenes with the blooming bush all round. I'm in envy of your spring, as my winter creeps ever so near.

sharon

Lenore said...

this is one of those poems you want to pause over every word...beautiful.

Tumblewords: said...

Ah, so nice. I envy that you are now starting spring - ours was wet and appeared late. Summer was short, short, short.

Anonymous said...

I think what you're saying is that winter is a time of mourning - I guess that's all we've got to look forward to now in the UK. I hope you have a better summer than we did..

Stan Ski said...

All things, good or bad must come to an end. Better though when we're able to leave the bad things behind.

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely

Anonymous said...

Nice one, Gemma. I relate.

Anonymous said...

my wings find the light... that's a lovely line...

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